~la' Luna De' Morte'~

~La' Luna De' Morte'~ As an scarlet blush,shadows th' land crim'... She steals sting of death,with 'stonishing splendor Beaut~full n' ablaze,her ambience flows in wake Lighting th' air crisp,with her spark'nd kindled kiss Comforting n' calm,she affords festive delight Gath'rings 'round her pyres,her children gleam a'glow Joy~fill'nd laughter,emits gaiety from their pleasance Swaddled in her aura,'ven th' gloom'd come a'glee Sweetly n' sound,becometh slumber in her night Though th' amorous' desires,are th' more frequent for wait For of Eros' myrrh,she is saturately immersed Th' senses of her seduction,soothing to feral 'volve Wholly loyals 'cept her due,ceaselessly crave her 'rrival When her departure cometh,we lay yearn'd of next loom Awaiting th' Mother's daughter,so lavish'ly arrayed An 'ticipated nativity,none comparing so of... ...An Autumn's Full Reap'ng Moon! ~AZAZA~'09