A Poet of Love, Girlish Not, Human; Memories Haunting Man
The moonlit nights, milky white nights
When the fair and full moon keeps shining up above,
Yea, they do not let me sleep
Similarly as the memories of yours,
Your and my loves talking together with and going.
I see the nights, the milky white sheets spread over,
Strolling withe the sweet thoughts of yours
And your memories calling me from behind.
Your love I have not forgotten, your smiules I still remember them
When it shines the silvery white moon above
And the moon orbs dancing beneath.
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