Ecstatic Nocturne
Joyfully, I meet her there,
In love's sweet scented garden.
I take her hand and speak her name,
While stardust falls around us.
Magically, her soft hair glows
Beneath the full moon's halo.
Her smiling lips await my kiss,
As roses wait for dewdrops.
Tenderly, the gentle breeze
Swings lightly through the branches;
Night blooming jasmine lends its breath,
To sweeten love's embraces.
Lovingly, she clings to me;
I hear her say, "I love you."
The curtain falls upon the scene
As I awake from slumber.
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