The pond laid still,
    and I fished for the moon
    (gift for m'lady)
       But rain fell, and
Ripples destroyed the moon
          that waded peacefully in the water.

[As the moon splattered
          like semen on a wall
I danced with Insanity (m'lady)]

She was bedraggled,
       White dress now spoiled with gray soil
          covered only half a breast
Her crestfallen eyes still
    (still) had a brimful of vanity
though                              empty.

She offered her hand,
       And I chewed it away
devouring her bones too

She didn't mind
        [as long as I was quieter
         then the night.]

And her fingers silently jabbed
                                                 straight into my flesh
                   shocking
like a cold shower
in the middle of winter

Her teeth played with my tendons
          like a harp,
Stroking to and fro
             hitting nature's chords

                   thus we remain
Entwined in pleasure and pain
under the moonlit rain.