Oh cryptic, crescent moon you know the score,
silently shining on deserted shore,
starry, spangled sky weaves its magic spell,
hidden, hopeful daydreams woven so well.
Heavenly bodies illuminate sky,
flirting with earth's footstool catching one's eye,
delicate fingers of harps soft, sweet song,
resonant, lingering, tuneful yet strong.
Unleash your hold around me night's lament,
wild chiffon thoughts tarry with pure intent,
moonbeams rapsody lingers for awhile,
luna whispers bring Mona Lisa smile.
Winsome words flit across euphoric mind,
scale spiraled heights removing ties that bind.
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