Forty words:
'Tis the Maytime moon
Sending miracles of love.
Passion overwhelms
When sent from skies above.
Tell me 'love is all'
In reality ~ I implore!
Sing to me your song
With delicate encore
Reminiscent of youthful days
The innocence of yore.
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