Unless her tongue was furry, spiky, orange and constantly wiggling, I... actually, that makes for a far more interesting mental image. I would totally love to see a story where some guy, under a spell of infatuation, described his lady-love in terms so purple, and they actually turn out to be true. Because she's actually a wiggly-tongued, snail-toed, grass-pubed demon. And her ears are actually carved out of elephant tusk, and her thighs are actually geese. I don't know how it would work, but it would be disturbing.

Though I would have to ask: what does a gibbous moon smell like? And how can someone's face have that fragrance?