Elegance of grace and beauty
Beheld in the light of the moon.
Simple treasures held in high regard,
Behold the joy within.

Tempting fate gently on the edge.
Waking an ever dying dream;
Touching a fleeting tendril of desire,
Awaken to a pulse, slow; rhythmic.

Cadence; endless thump after thump;
A remembrance within the mind.
Serenity washes the entire soul,
As love blooms eternal.

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