As The Moon Flairs Blue

as I smack of a feeling touching the sky high as deep pierced through the plume impinged to harvest the moon! in me and beyond. when i revel upon the flair in moon as raved up by the moon in its muse when it brims still shined blue when I embark upon a thoughts as impaled by the love bestirred and I see the razzles on the leaf thrumming still green bashful yet with its time bejeweled refluxing in me as I glare innocent when winds on the shore betiding lean against the river rippling to draw a sportive art besotted on the canvas of sands resonant before it melts away by the breeze.