Holding the moonbeams these pines leaf shine
The wave of the sea lifts up erotically
Igniting the fire in the lover’s heart
A light of the love spread across the meadows
Where firefly makes a sparkling splash
On the quivering dew drops hanging on the petals
Falls gently on the grass by slow wind blows
Jungle vines, making decorated marquee
A distant love between the two
Makes everything that grows on earth excited
Even moon gains altitude by tidal effects
A true love by the two bodies without a hug
Is something to ponder on the purity of thoughts?