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By Moonlight2

By Moonlight2

Beauty....
the restless,
tender
of touch,

to ever,
never falls
in the memory
of those

who know
the fire
dance
in light
with night rays
for moons
to call.
Written by runningturtle87
Published
Author's Note
The intention of this poem, is not in its subject, though rather is in its compostion.

I merely want to speak softly into your vortex.
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