Dove of the moon
You are a dove of the moon,
Dancer, your sway is sweet,
As honey,
Nutrient as the Springs rain,
Your essence is exotic,
And comforting,
As Love,
Dresses of Warm honey and rain,
In the evenings,
You unwind and lounge,
To a loving stillness,
In your midnight sway,
You are a garden of iris passion,
And sweet warmths,
Dancer, your sway is honey,
And love,
A dove,
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