Midnight Tranquility

Gently blows the wind Like the caress of long lost love I sigh with pleasure Behold! The languid moon Weaves its tapestry on the forest floor I tread on virgin paths In the woods unexplored Whose woods are these? I know not Whose sonorous voice i hear?A siren of yore. A midnight angel is nigh I swoon. And so this wonderous scene Plays on in the magical night Surrounds me in a beatific glow And i awake from a dream so sweet.

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