Bordello Moonrise!

By cloud cover her beams were mostly blocked
So thusly by the firelight I wrote  
Of the waning gibbous moon I stalked
For yet another midnight anecdote
Where I studied the backlit cloud form flow
All around her crater corseted globe
And fully prepossessing lunar glow
With nimbostratus as her boudoir robe,
So teasing to my tellurian sight...
And all too soon she'd be covered again
As if the clouds conspired with her light
To yet more tantalize the dreams of men
Who ever equate her goddess lumens
With the finest figures found on humans!