Night A-Neighing Arti,Day-A-Dying

The silky sari of evening-spring kindly
wrapprd around w/ the echoes of the
whispering wind
Night a-neighing arti,day a-dying
My Scotch cannot quench my thirst
Since you fed me w/ your loveliquid
My bubbles of Champagne cannot rise but
cascade reminding your sweet,salty,virgin
tears that you shed on me while you rode me!
Nite a-neighing arti,day a-dying
The he-owlets cannot hear the she-owlets
scream!across the blue crimson rainbow-cut
sky I see your sheindoor drips the evidences
Of my love that I painted in thee
The ecdysis of laughter changes to the
hibernation of Spring;deep in thedead late
nite while only the sky weeps,flowers play
hide&seek I stretch my lonely arms to gather
the warmth off your sweet,chaste,virgin skin
Alas! the temples recede,you disapper in mist.