Moonbeams of the Crescent
The finest snowy diamond glows in your desert eyes.
Makes my oasis dry, drugged me rugged and weak.
The viper in your widest smile makes my lunar light.
Shock my heart after a decade hiding in the darkness.
Angels sing their praises to the highest goddess.
The envy of others for making you my glorious art.
The masterpiece I want to let the space discover.
And mostly to create a statue of your sacred asset.
Within the mosque of Arabia I'll worship your glory.
I'll hold your portal of the brightest star in the infinite.
Protect the wonders of your sacred name and spirit.
The prettiest eyes, Moonbeams of the crescent.
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