O'moon you are an handsome groom,
and the lovely night,
is your pretty bride.
She is walking down the aisle of dusky evening,
as sun had made all preparations before leaving.
Her gown is studded with stars,
especially designed by the hands of Mars.
Venus has done her amazing makeover,
she looks stunning and you bowled over.
God Himself is her Best Man,
as he gives you her hand.
You say I do in presence of angels,
while the clouds and wind ring the wedding bells.
In late hours when all are asleep,
you hug each other, when no one bothers to peep.
oh my! what a picture you created, what an imagination you shared, wonderful, humanising the elements and giving them a special occasion that we all treasure one way or another...
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A refined poetic imagination, Vashi. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.