Honey light of the moon
is washing my shoulders,
and midnight is shining
in our eyes.

Your palms and my hair
are full of moonlight-
we're unsatiably drinking
our first night.

Honey light of the moon
dispels our fears:
our bodies are naked,
our hearts beat in time.

The splashes of amber
make this soaring space,
honey music of passion
holds us in its embrace.

I whisper through dreamness:
"the sun rises soon...",
but it is everlasting -
our hot honeymoon!