Floating under the starry sky
Dancing to the moonlights twinkling eye
Shuffling of the trees, singing sonds
Hand in hand, their reflections are in the pond
Rays of sunshine upoun their face
Their steps so perfect and full of grace
In the morning sky, birds fluttering about
Songs of woo, never of dought
Spinning around, round and around
Their feet leaping upoun the dampening ground
Soft rain falls, of their noses water drips
They keep n dancing as he tightens his grip
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