Come and dance the night away,
let poetic rapture sing;
two eyes spark passion's soulful sway
our minds take breathy wing.
Let poetic rapture sing
to soar amongst the clouds;
our minds take breathy wing
upon midnight's icy shrouds.
To soar amongst the clouds
where hands enclose delight,
upon midnight's icy shrouds-
let us beckon forth twilight.
Where hands enclose delight
two eyes spark passion's soulful sway;
let us beckon forth twilight,
come and dance the night away...






All my best in the contest!
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