Love In the Moon Light
So beautiful the night with moonlight beams
Shining upon your face, smiles never cease.
If I could brush those lips: such futile dreams.
Kindly thoughts in my head flowed in like streams
Why could I not find some degree of peace?
So beautiful the night with moonlight beams
I fly above you, flittering in streams,
And for a while my waning sorrows cease.
If I could brush those lips: such futile dreams.
May I become a human, be extremes
My light body in fire with love increase.
So beautiful the night with moonlight beams
From afar echoes a stop of these themes.
Yet naught can stop thoughts of a shining piece.
If I could brush those lips: such futile dreams.
My mind must ponder love and so it seems
Must muse over those lips so deep cerise,
So beautiful the night with moonlight beams
If I could brush those lips: such futile dreams.
for what
it's worth!
Sweated out 6 May 2021
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