The moon\'s an aphrodisiac
To a sky that\'s cloaked in black
The spirit of its pantomime
That may one day inspire rhyme
Unzip the veil to mystify
An illusion in the devil\'s eye
Proceed to explore what \'til then\'s been unknown
Words acquainted with thoughts left alone
Rain without water,body without soul
Questioning why they feel so unwhole
The answer will come,but not for some time
\'Til the words that have been written define
What it\'s like to live within a rhyme
Inspired by its pantomime