Reminiscing the neon hues,
The nettled melodies,
Enamoured with moonshine,
Zion was veridical.
With a twine tied underneath,
Robbed from the gazes,
The fever piqued.
Sweltering palms shivered,
Sighs whispered agonizingly,
On broken pinions,
The escape stifled with a simper.