borrowed from space.com
The full moon
The bright golden
rays
The lust rings in
the air
The sexual rituals
in the mind
The echo of the sex
drives
The wolves in men
will change
They will not be
aggressive
They will dream of
the romantic pursuits
The touches of
Tantric sex
The women full of
hormones run
In the full moon of
bright lights
The women will turn
into seeking poles
The sexual drives
in the full moon
It makes the
silence rings of fire
The burning of
sexual energy on the run
Seeking of release;
seeking of embrace
The full moon
Let the ring of
fire glow
Let the nights be
the romantic interlude
Flow in the rituals
the sparks in the life
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