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Moonlight's embrace

In the hush of dawn's embrace; The first thing I remember in the morning is his face Soft whispers of light paint the sky; Longing his presence, wishing he was mine As melody of feathered whispers filled the air; My soul sensed the loneliness, your absence makes me wish you were here. As soon as the afternoon unfolds its wings; I heard your voice which made my spirits sing. As you came closer time stilled; I saw your smile and my heart was filled. These feelings trapped me like a flood; I felt it within me running through my blood He walked me to the nearby beach; Till then I felt my heart beating within me so loud I had lost my sense of speech I listened to him talk about his day; And in the yellow sand we both lay Sunsets and wine; Laying with him by the beachside Looking into his shining dark brown eyes; Holding his hands into mine He is so mesmerizing; I could feel my heartbeat rising Hours passed by; Two souls lost in each other's eyes. He faced towards the starlit sky and said, "I am glad that we met" He held my hand; Helped me get up from all that sand "Under the moonlight, we both will always unite', he said; And his lips brushed against mine His kiss so soft and sweet ; felt like I was having a cotton candy down the street. I melted in his arms; In his embrace I felt so calm Felt like I was away from all the worldly harm. He kissed me till we lost our breath. Between the kisses we both smiled; In the quiet of the night, two souls intertwined God sent his angels from above The angels smiled with halos bright; As we both danced under the celestial lights The angels showered us with eternal love He is my midnight rain and I am his sunshine Our hearts for each other got entwined.

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