Under the Moonlight
A short poem illuminating the lovers call.
Under the Moonlight
How long must I search
for my yearning heart’s desire?
The wind plays your whispers,
only in dreams we’re able to ascend.
Let’s reunite under this cold moon,
luminate passion of the Lover’s call.
A timeless space returning us home,
in the warmth of my Beloved intertwined.
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