Though the night was made for loving
And the day returns too soon
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night like a beautiful bloom;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Like sweet fruit upon luscious trees;
I am in search of a destination
And the same is close to me..
Remove the veil from your face
Let my morning be filled with grace.
:-) DKB
:-) DKB

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