The Blue Moon Poem by George Samuel

A clear cloud with a coast calm
Heaven and earth dead and still
Sun and other heaven host thrill by psalms
Its the blue moon eve and evil
Make love to me
Birds and bats too blind to see
No hovering over our flag and flavor
Lone is the night and idle the sea
With flowers sweet savor
Its calm and calculated make love to me
Under the apple tree
There's hiding in the street
Away to the market places
You but find our panting and urge
If you ever care enough its now
Don't break away
From time and admiration
Although the sweetest of these two shall fly
One day with the heat when the sun return
But if we are one
We will both watch the world in our eyes
The hunger the passion and future is there
If you had ever care for us
You devour this fire flying in us
And make the blue moon stay