Tonight, the moon is dressed
in lavender shadows, and
rhinestone starlight.
A showgirl dancing on
a windowsill, she tempts
a dreamer to shed inhibitions.
There’s no yesterday
or tomorrow at midnight.
Luna’s wink through the curtain
is a kiss without regrets.
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 4:36 PM UTC
Tonight, the moon is dressed
in lavender shadows, and
rhinestone starlight.
A showgirl dancing on
a windowsill, she tempts
a dreamer to shed inhibitions.
There’s no yesterday
or tomorrow at midnight.
Luna’s wink through the curtain
is a kiss without regrets.
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