Nourishing madness tales of olde and jilted often say.

More likely Jealous of thy Silver enriched eye of rythmic Trust…

When I see your dancing aura, night and through day.

Many women and men have to desired to touch your sweet surface with feet,hands and lips with lust.

Such company gives me many restless late nights.

Your soft reflection stimulates my mind…

Celestially slender curves in tasty light.

Isn’t the only mystique blend that I’ll find.

If only you were loyal just to me.

Quit running in circles, hiding and stay undressed…

I reach and feel this can and will not be.

As you’ll soon leave my side to get refreshed.

Sensual full bodied, you leave bit by bit.

Oh…not only by Gaia, you shall be deeply missed…

The charcoal skies will cry as they remain unlit.

So the Sun and I anxiously wait for your return to be kissed.

‘Dear Selene’

By me 09/02/2008

Love Alan