Love Song

A little while under the stars,
The cold wind rejoicing,
With wondrous thoughts
Clinging like the golden leaves.

Breathing in the silvery light,
Shimmering past,
Oh! This mild aching in my heart,
Combined with dusk;

I can’t explain this feeling,
Utter delight sweetened with desolation.
The dew drops sing of this escapade,
I wish I could just fly away;

Yet, the warmth of the earth
beneath my toes,
I curl to meet you,
Past my foes,
Whispering softly,
I love you

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