ardent orange spilled by the sun
passionate lights
reflect upon her nudity
in the sweetest of all nights
she shines in all her splendour
lustfully, bristling and aswoon
and for one night
Autumn becomes Summer
to decant the moon's tangerine flavour
while she grows in ecstasy-
full, royal and exultant
in the spheres awakened delight
lovers, with glazed-eye view
inspired by the glittering orange glow
release passion 'neath the harvest moon















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