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Rapture in the Moonlight.

Within the whispered winds of night and the silver dripped tongues of leaves.

Within the solemn boughs of weathered willows

and the twisted toils of twilight's illuminated troves.

Beneath the purple shrouded moon, within the shadowed groves,

I see her glow within the starry sky.

Beneath the icy, luminary stares, the trellised branches in despair,

the gilded tears of dew that drench my dreams,

I lie, within the broken lanterns of the daffodils.

Within the laurels of the bay,

within the crimson roses, tangerines and cherries ripe;

the rapture in the moonlight passes by.

Forever, she shall glow within the starry sky.

Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:07 PM CST