Moonlit night, so often I have pined.
Moonlit night, where I, so easily find,
Your love light shines, oh so kind,
When the nighthawk flies and we hear its call,
The Moonlit night gives up its all.
Together, we watch and wish as stars fall,
We watch your reflection off the waves,
As they gently gurgle against the shore.
Moonlit night, leave us nevermore.
Release your secrets ever more,
Your chain of love that's gone before,
When ancients worshiped your lore,
So when our days grow cold,
We will remember moonlit nights of old,
Forever will our story be told.
From Watercolors of Snow Seychelle
Think a 1930s croon...
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