An Ode to the Lady

On this mesmerizing full moon night,
While the moon shines up in all its splendour - soothing and bright,
I couldn't really help but reminisce,
about all our encounters i sorely miss,
about those lovely full moon nights,
that even a descriptive poetry from Keats wouldn't suffice!

"I guess these nights have started to have a bearing on me too", I realized,
Not surprising as its sometime since her favourite moon child has me hypnotized,
With that mesmerizing smile,
a gaze that goes further a mile,
with that melancholy in her eyes,
a beauty so brilliant but she'd believe its all lies,
with a graceful charm that casts a spell on me,
like how the elegant breeze dances against the waves at sea,
every time we find ourselves in a state,
with each passing moment that gets insanely hard to break,
with a scent so enticing,
it brings within a feeling, so rousing & intoxicating,
of finally committing a sin so pure,
retaining the true love with its spirit to endure,
an embrace that only gets deeper with time,
with a slow mesmerizing dance that moves in a rhythm divine.

And so dear Goddess,
tonight i make to you a promise,
that on every full moon night hereon your man shall bring you just happiness and bliss,
with not just with an embrace, not just a kiss,
with a joy so much so that even the ever concerned moon up there wouldn't want to miss!

Your (gentle) man,
An Anonymous Mills & Boon Author