last night
when the full moon lost its glow
over a crystal rose beneath my window
a crispy haze of solitude surrounded my soul
I saw my tears falling onto my breast
but when the moonlight gleamed
and shadows dispersed
like smoke with the clouds of darkness
your hand joined mine as our hearts combined
and with a song our passion came into life again
what song can I sing than
thank you
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