Someone like nightingale sang under moon

By: Amoureax Amant

Someone like nightingale sang under moon,

whose songs dispersed like scents merged in monsoon,

when monsoon came for moon in starry dome,

from grove of laurel trees filled with blossom.

Someone inquired pearl moon with soulful croon,

and wondered if beloeved one returned soon,

how long her beloved one would come back home,

how long she must wait for husband to come.

Pearl moon seemed like pearl face of beloved one,

like pearl wedged in night sky, like wishing stone,

perhaps pearl moon was full in autumn night,

so she turned lovesickness into moonlight.

Under full moon, moonlight drew her shadow,

and monsoon took fragrance through her window.