The moon is jealous of you tonight. Your alluring charm and intoxicating beauty have immured me as a prisoner; I didn't even glance once at the moon tonight!

And as you lay in my arms oh woman you looked more beautiful than the moon!

Your fragrance wafts into the spaces between my breaths
While I keep staring at the sky every night
The stars and the moon asked me your name
And I just blushed and smiled...

She is the fragrance of a dozen jasmines.

She asks me silly questions.
Like how much do I love her?
I smile and look at the sky for how do I tell her that it is she who gives me my existence...

Love will find you when you least expect it to; it will find it in an unusual moment on a strange day!