by the moor moonlight
In the moor moonlight we found our embrace.Your arms and mine intertwined like delicate lace.
Festering love creeping over me has magically turned into a beautiful thing.
For I sit not alone thinking of you only.
The gestation now over and finally we have given birth to the most wonderful thing.
By the moor moonlight we found our embrace.
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