Moony silence of the night,
Maudlin your words were
Floating in the static darkness.
Aromatic zephyr played
The distant tunes of Yule,
I kissed the smokes
Oozed from your lips
Now and then you spoke.
En fete,
Our last rendezvous
And no trace of tears--
Without violating any term
You talked desperately
Without losing your charm;
En dishabille,
Our last rendezvous
Whispered in my ears
During the colossal fiesta,
All the moments
All the seconds
Were nothing but some
Opiate dreams in a siesta!