Under the luminous crescent moon,
Her heart was racing, as he made her swoon.
Being next to him was complete surrealism,
Along with the mystical music of psithurism.
When they both were standing at a distance,
Their silhouettes were in blissful coexistence.
Every time she managed to steal a look,
His intense, gleaming eyes kept her hooked.
That beautifully magical, kindling night,
Was a perfect addition to her basorexic delight.
Anticipating, hesitating, finally…
Their interspaced lips met,
This smoldering kiss was just an onset.
The sweetest encounter left her overwhelmingly nonplussed,
That irresistible moment was pure stardust.