An Ode To Mr. Moon Poem by lhaki dodi

I always wait for thy appearance
Thy presence shines the dusk
Yet so simple at thy enterance
Thy worth is beyond any tusk

Thy calmness is incredible
Thee enamels every emptiness
Thou romantic is invincible
No men can compete thy gentleness

Don't let me wait for long
Every seconds am getting old
Each break is alarmed by a gong
I don't wanna die cold

I am turning weak and pale
Don't leave me by my silhoutte
I cannot stand in this gale
I hate the ending of lady Shallot
Mr. Moon, come and take me
Let us elope to thy paradise.