Madame Moon tugs at my heartstrings,
Sending provocative messages with the tide
That I too am a mystical Madame.

A beautiful but empty vessel
Desperate to be filled with your fiery elixir of light,
Eager to share it with the darkness.

A willing accomplice, as is she,
Ready to flood hidden holes of longing with light and
Ignite sleeping hearts…

Which, like sun kissed lotus buds, burst open!
Perfuming the dawn with the sacred fragrance of
Your love in full bloom.