Beyond the shadow of a slightest doubt
a trace of the moon seen in silver spoon
inside your mouth, under a sharp tongue
hold on to the temptation,don't let it hang
hankering might spoil the whole shebang.
Sugar coated tongue has charming entice
sweet nothings down the ear sounds nice
in spite of fiery desire turning to nasty vice
do not brood even if you end up in demise
trivial pursuits fetch only a skin-deep price.