The Sweet Charming Moon

Under the moonlit darkness
Parked below the shady bushes
Which hinders the sweet touches
Of the night king;
“Sweet charming moon”
To reach and kiss the road bottoms.

The glitter in his eyes,
Asking “Shall I?”, indeed!
Run towards the lonely junctions
And make this night re-lived stronger!

I wonder how pretty,
Your gaze would be.
If I was above,
Looking at you below.
Embracing the sweetness
Of gloomy whispers you’d make,
“I wish, you are the bunny on mine”