-Archived on 01.19.2022-
I
I spoke to moon now and then
Said you ain’t there where and when.
Will I be here till the end?
II
I would like to praise the seasons.
Turned out to be you
On my riddle without reasons.
III
Every eve, tried pass with peeks.
Luscious lips linger then heat.
Elusive enchantment engulfs me.
Noctambulist never lose theme.
Autarky aside and aim at thee.
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