How beautiful is the moon,
the Goddess of the night
bathed in an ocean full of milk,
A vision of trance,
in her unpigmented alabaster self,
sending in her cherry kisses
to my enthralled face,
through the Midnight's breeze
caressing my cheek,
like the touch of lace
and I, on the frozen floor
of my du
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