The sun drips gold
A chunk of melting butter
Seeping onto the blue sky
Like an ice cube it floats
Suspended in water
It glides silently
The moon winks seductively
A silver pool of desire
It touches the dark ground
With shimmering fingertips
Flitting between the trees
Soft like a pleasant dream
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