注：此诗乃写男女一夜幽欢之艳诗，实属少儿不宜，也为朽
等君子不齿。

御风轻飘摇，盈盈入幽舍。
兰心似远辰，怿动犹静藐。
宝匣藏剑锋，矜持怀情衷。
冰澌及春涣，玉凉适时溶。
细微吟娇怯，惊魂结楚痛。
枯木逢甘霖，尽夜畅无足。
来也云雨残，去也乘明庶.

Crescent Moon

By: Gazal

Riding on skirts of the wind,
arriving gently into my realm.

Her mind pulses gently,
silently, like a distant star.

She guards her passion,
like a sharp sword within the sheath.

Like ice, that hard, frigid matter,
that melts willingly with time.

Her voice, timid, circumspect,
betrays her tormented soul.

I covet her, I desire her like a dervish,
twirling endlessly in the night.

She arrived and tortured me,
then returned like an easterly breeze.