Upon the wings of Beauty's flight,
Your eyes, your smile so set the night
And travel where such wonders soar
To ever touch my heart's implore.
In night time's light of moonbeams calling,
My heart and soul are ever calling
Into a moment's instance sought
Where lies your pleasing love so caught.
Beyong the morrows yet conceived,
Are dreams and hopes of you perceived
Whose beauty reaches my heart so clutched
From a night in passing where our souls once touched.
Your eyes, your smile so set the night
And travel where such wonders soar
To ever touch my heart's implore.
In night time's light of moonbeams calling,
My heart and soul are ever calling
Into a moment's instance sought
Where lies your pleasing love so caught.
Beyong the morrows yet conceived,
Are dreams and hopes of you perceived
Whose beauty reaches my heart so clutched
From a night in passing where our souls once touched.
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