In autumn nights she sits, lonesome and alone in wait.
Sedate, a heart quietly beats, evening ages,
The moons entry.
Beauty summoned unto him, arriving somehow from within
The nights serene hymns.
Entrapped unto his passion, bodies unite as souls unchain.
Flames of beauty, his heart tenderly scorched,
Silhouettes of ecstasy reflecting in each others eyes.
Their hearts give song to octaves above,
Its lyrics of beauty, a name called love.
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