La Fille Belle Lune

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The name of the moon.
Six letters to make me swoon.
A crystallized figurine capable of capturing my heart.
A lovely girl to caress,
Who speaks of words so delectably smart.
And if I were able to spin a book made from the deepest velvet,
I would.
I long to take you back in time,
So far that you feel as if you have been placed back in childhood.
Scenery so iridescent,
It makes you cry.
A field so voluminous,
You might as well just fly.
And with these last sinews of gold flowing off of my fingers,
I shall forever encase you in the warm embrace of a lover that never lingers.





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