A crescent moon is your smile,
reflects light of those around,
being mysterious all the while.
Like the tide in the ocean unbound,
the swellings of my heart beguile,
losing track of the time unwound.
What secrets does your darkness file?
To you, my emotions, now in thrall,
and to you, I offer a dance in trial.
Requesting your hand in this ball,
O' stranger, who has me in a trance,
tell my fate, ease my chest in squall.
You grab my hand and take a stance,
our legs then move in a serenade,
we speak unspoken through this dance.
Blitzing my heart with a fusillade,
night is over, much to my chagrin,
I look around, with your farewell's bade,
the crescent moon is now etched within.
reflects light of those around,
being mysterious all the while.
Like the tide in the ocean unbound,
the swellings of my heart beguile,
losing track of the time unwound.
What secrets does your darkness file?
To you, my emotions, now in thrall,
and to you, I offer a dance in trial.
Requesting your hand in this ball,
O' stranger, who has me in a trance,
tell my fate, ease my chest in squall.
You grab my hand and take a stance,
our legs then move in a serenade,
we speak unspoken through this dance.
Blitzing my heart with a fusillade,
night is over, much to my chagrin,
I look around, with your farewell's bade,
the crescent moon is now etched within.
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