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Moonlit
A beloved fairer than the moonlit skies,
Pray, tell me, how can I avert my eyes?
His words are honeyed, soft as silk,
When he speaks, the blossoms spill.
Eyes, like oceans, fathomless and wide,
In their waves, my heart longs to hide.
Oh, if...
Pray, tell me, how can I avert my eyes?
His words are honeyed, soft as silk,
When he speaks, the blossoms spill.
Eyes, like oceans, fathomless and wide,
In their waves, my heart longs to hide.
Oh, if...
