its a starry night with the lovely white gleam
and such beautiful glades of the white lucency
that is dipping the night in a scintillating mood
of lute and romance.
the ride over the country side highway
while playing the sinatra’s jazz
as it goes like ‘ fly me to the moon,
let me play among the stars … ‘,
swings up the mates to a ethereal very moon glide.
a lovely girl of eighteen with long curly hairs
looking petite and pale,
is all excited and brimming perhaps
in their first date.
with a sexy exposing black top
and a short skirt, revealing her skin’s lustre,
that would turn her mate on and wild,
she has removed her jacket off,
trying to imitate her cozy neighbour
drawn by her ways and attitude.
driving his dad’s car, the cool dude
is so sturdy and macho in a sleeve less tee and shorts,
as if like a pro in stalking.
her charm and his charisma,
alluring to each other just as their mood,
magic and the moonlight.
they are riding along on a weekend getaway,
in this long straight highway
amidst the prevailing magic, music
and the moonlit refulgence.
the almost desolated road with none else
in the drive along this stretch taking them
beside en route a lovely song of lavender,
raising the scent around the glistening air
of countless silver scintillas,
that oozes out the fulgere of such enthralling romance,
that gushes out the music and song
behind the scene’s glitz and glam.
the gleaming moonlight through the window
glistens her face with the white
and sheen of the moon river,
that streaming down rays descending
into their space in subtle lambency
and in sensual flow of lustre and love,
gliding them up onto a milder arousal flight
to the lusty moon river of scintillas and sparkles
and they shine in diamond sheen each and every one of them,
those miniature lozenges of the moon fragment,
those tiny crescents of scintillating chemistry,
and the minuscule starry specks
of love libidos, the glitzy daze,
of such sizzling romance
and the hayday gay of young inside’s merriment
over their first date make out,
as they smooch and cuddle lovingly
under the shinning silverlight glittering
in enchanted blithe mirrored by those refulgent eyes,
as they intertwine fondly revelling in the moonlight kiss,
while the gutsy lad with his kissing babe says ,
’ love you to the moon and back… ‘,
under the magical lambent light
of the virgin moon’s celestial beauty.