Lake view, far off, smooth of complexion
With eve's allure powdered on.
Man and woman, two-seated, twin-oared.
Burdens boated; to eyelines moored.
In wake of moon's syrupy-dipped glance
Of romantic binding substance
Forgetfulness, as pure escapade
Frothless sped out on; undismayed.
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