Rapturous Splendour

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Delicious Hour of deepest Night

That Sings to my Soul in Whispers and Sighs;

Tabernacle of Heavenly Starlight

Beguiling more than Bliss ever Tries;

While all the wanderers of this plane unravel

Amidst Dreams that taunt with enigmatic appeal,

Your Delicate Breeze through these tresses travels,

Kissing this cheek with Blushing Zeal.

Oh Sweet Enchantress, Dulcet Nighttide, Sing

Of All the Rapturous Splendour your Quietly Bring!

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You~

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