Moonlight is Dancing
At the edge of my Sight.
Drifting like shadows Cast into the fray;
Tempting me to close my eyes,
Weaving Magic Unparalleled by day.
Starlight is Drifting
Through my Waking Fancy.
Casting their Light Upon the morn;
Entreating me to Gaze up wonderingly
To the Place where Souls are Born.
Twilight is Transcending,
Like Whispers to my Inner Peace.
Chanting like primal Melody, Singing;
Eluding to Murmurs yet to come,
And All the shivers they are Bringing.
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