I drink a cocktail of moonlight
and my spirit is harmonised
with the shadows and the whispers,
of the pallid waifs at twilight.
Intoxicated by starlight
my heart sparkles in its desire
ignited, the darkness guides me.
No fear, inhibitions swallowed.
Tripping through its luminous bow,
with silhouettes and laser beams
on a celestial dance floor.
The essence of the free party
in the afterglow of revelry,
hangs over in the ecstasy
and the lunacy of moonshine.