Swift feet,
Evening breeze,
Let me play your favorite-
Music.
Let's sway.
The evening's Sun has been watching,
Our vain confessions of love, and, waiting,
To glisten our limbs-
With ephemeral clear light.
Let's dance. Let's dance.
Sway.
Before the night's embers,
Make us mere silhouettes,
Under the Moonlight...
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