I walk the cold shadowy night
Alone with no one to hold
But that of my moon light
Her soft silver drips shimmer my path
My path of flagrant crimson
Lurking in the dusk of the passionate red leaves
She is my Greek Goddess
Her hands arrive and touch me
Providing with me
A thousand memories
For she is my moon
Where all my dreams lay
She is my Greek Goddess
As she hangs above my kingdom by the sea
I will always know she completes me.
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