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Autumn Nights


Orange the orb whose light doth shine
O'er ancient cypress and youthful pine.
Rippled by river in mirrored climb,
Decreased in dimension by morning decline.

Bathe you the faces of lovers all night,
Adding the touch to bring them alight.
Soft as the moonbeams caressing the earth,
Arousing desires in flesh seeking berth.

As couples still clinging each one to the other,
Bodies entwined as though both were another.
Shadowy landscapes of dreamlike locality,
Fracture by morning light into reality.

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