Fay Slimm (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)
Droplets of utter delight
Adorn the fall of moonlight.
Soundless, pale allure splashes
Beams over trees, lattices
All the night-time scenery,
And envelopes even me.
Oh clair de la lovely moon,
Shine his way here to me soon.
Light our feathered bed, do stay
Hiding us, 'til break of day.
My secret love and I need
Your faint clandestine intrigue.
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