The oil lamp is burning
A golden flame reaching out
Licking darkness away
At the tip of the wick, the life
Turning from black to blue thence-
To red hot ember, in to brilliance
An aura beams out embracing
The shades of dancing blades of palm leaves
Attuned with a slow breeze
The world drops down spiraling splitting
Casting waves on the rock. Splashing
Silvery grains from the stars
The flesh of moon lay scattered on the shore
The sighs and heaving breasts
Mingle with the snore of bats
Blooms the night life

Out from nowhere
The rain moths circle the flame
Burning the wings away
Then crawling hopeless as worms
Somewhere an Owl cries in fear, flutter its wings
Turing the head round
With burning eyes

Finally he appeared
Sweating and puffing
His face covered in saliva
And smear of lipstick on his face
Silence of night shattered
By the fall of coconuts

Yes. The moon takes a dip
In the lake of passion