Apr 2015
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Serene this eve of moonlit glow
neath star shine twinkled fall
Cicada song on whispers flow
of silhouettes a’ call
I feel the earth beneath my hand,
a drifting nocturne breeze
On river fern and willow’s stand,
past shadowed twilight trees
Yet all I see this wondrous place,
amidst of nature posed
The beauty of your perfect face
*within my eyes now closed
Serene this eve of moonlit glow
neath star shine twinkled fall
Cicada song on whispers flow
of silhouettes a’ call
I feel the earth beneath my hand,
a drifting nocturne breeze
On river fern and willow’s stand,
past shadowed twilight trees
Yet all I see this wondrous place,
amidst of nature posed
The beauty of your perfect face
*within my eyes now closed
Twilight dreaming of you an wishing you a beautiful night
