Moonbeams, stars and setting suns
Apples cooling on a stick
Apricots and dates and figs
Tender notes played on a harp
Love’s first kiss or broken heart
The feel of having lost but loved
Drying eyes and sad goodbyes
Subtle breezes on my neck
Once upon a time ago
Fairy tales sung by a fire
Whispers between you and I
I’ll love you ever more
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