She blossomed beneath that moon
her breath the dew
Man moon beamed at her
her petals curled too

He lit her cooly
his beam touched her well
she spread herself
Her lips began to swell

Sighing pink 
caressed by white
he caressed her
to love her the night

She swayed and swooned
absorbing the gift
his love lasted long
but his touch was swift

Alas she could not
long last
his supreme lavishment
made her wilt too fast

Her petals fell
her pistils remained
longing to last
Much to gain

He beamed her again
caressing anew
She took all from him then
till he became a new moon too.