The moon light inside her soul awakes
That sly beam of glee that he holds within
While her charm comes in like a midnight fire
He adores, patently
The connection glooms from the distance without the gentle touch
That feels so real
Her witchy eyes that tell stories without words
He listens, continuously
The haunting drama passes as no angel sings without horns
As the sea changes paths everyday, she has made it to land
Set to sail, no more
A path leads to his heart only for her
He awaits, with open arms
With her devilish smirk fabricated
For his vision is focused under her luring spells of passion
Seen through rich overgrown forests and the soup like fog
She stirs the pot, with the warm aroma of deep affectation
He listens, while her heart beats louder
But as the sun rises, the obstacles come into view
He is sadden, cues another day
without her
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