A misty haze and aShadow under the moonlight
Glancing at the pages in a mood
Unknown to me
Making promises to the heart,
Unnerving is the sound.
Traveling through my mind
At once I stop and stare.
The wind is so beautiful
Making the trees dance.
Closing my eyes, I feel
The warmth against my skin
Going deep into the soul of my being
To gather what I know to be.
The feeling of love
Acting out in generous bliss
The making of a day to which
I know is a miracle
And we end our day with a kiss
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