La Dame Du Clair De Lune

In the embrace of the full moon, she is radiant,
Raven haired, beautiful and untouchable,
Her pale skin shimmers in the midnight bloom,
Stars dance like fireflies within her dark eyes,
Her lips are supple and beguiling in the moonlight,
Her sweet floral perfume, is a powerful intoxicant,
Even if the earth was ablaze with fire and chaos,
It would take but a momentary stolen glance,
And the slight hint of a smile at the edge of her mouth,
To become ensnared in a trap that no man willingly escapes,
Just watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest,
Generates a passionate warmth kindled deep within,
Without saying a word, without even the slightest touch,
La Dame Du Clair De Lune bewitches and enraptures,
Her mere presence is pure opium for the senses,
And within a death-like silence, she will leave you wanting,
Wanting for the love of a heart that you will never have.