As I walk under the moonlight, I can still see her.
Her body glistening as the moon shines upon her skin.
From where she came, I do not know.
The moment I saw her I was enchanted, not from her beauty but from a feeling of peace.
One night, one smile, one embrace.
When I walk under the moonlight she still resides in my heart until she appears once again.
The days have become to long as I dream only of it ending, with a sunset to remind me the night is soon to arrive.
Every night she comes to me, but only to leave once again with a tender kiss that touches my soul.
Why she comes I do not know.
My life now begins every night and ends just before daylight.
This haunting lady of the night, I hope to one day walk with me beneath the sun.
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