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I recall the warm night beneath the Mexican moonlight. It was there I lost my beautiful Spanish maiden. We had planned to meet at the café earlier that evening, But something went awfully wrong with our plan.
She’s just as attractive as she was when I met her a few years ago. My heart is still feeling the after effect from the last time she came up to me. Now I have the privilege of being in her company once again.
I’m standing alone in the moonlight tonight. Loneliness fills my heart with despondency, And I’m feeling the pain of downheartedness. I’m not the only lovesick person in the world,
Oh how beautiful the sky is tonight. How marvelous it is with it's soft light! The stars are poking out of the inky blackness And I wonder just how far from me they rest. The moon, so full and round,
Steam pours from thin shoulders Dimly lit, white tile reflecting moonlight Beams hit my skin Slowly, ever so gentle, Revealing to me a world both unknown and a truth that scalds
Dear Moonlight, The way you glow through the blinds in the night. It makes me feel like you waited for me. Kissing my forehead to help me go to sleep in my bed. Making me yawn and rub my tired eyes.
Moonlight trickling in my room Lighting it up, making it shine Making me look up with weary eyes To see a beautiful full moon Creaping down my bunkbed steps
So elegant, the calm glow brushes delicately over my face. Gold, Silver, rich tones of Blue, all shades of a comforting moon. A solace I had never felt before overcomes me.
On this night I'm in fright, Yet the darkness is at bay, For the shadows are lifted by moonlight. Normally hidden by the day, But now on the move, I shall follow,
You Saw her singing her song Up in the balcony Where the moonlight hit her profile. She sang about wishing she Were A princess Who could escape her tower...
Tip toeing the trail of self destruction Teetering on the edge on insanity Submerged my soul in sulfuric acid Sewed my eyes shut from reality It's over when you can't break down
Look into the moonlight, Tell me what you see. I see a great tall Whispering pine, Silvered By the moon. I see the vast wide Expanse of sky, Devoid of light
The day setting into a vast rice-bowl horizon Lifeblood of the sun Painted across ashen skies A sailor’s delight The wind forming a cocoon of tranquility
The moonlit truck Wasn't bright enough to see The sadness in her heart Tied with the love in her eyes
as the stars shine out my window i can only think of the glimmer in his eyes when we kissed for the first time, before they became dry and as the cold wind freezes me to the bones gives me chills to the bones
Silver and gleaming Illuminating A shadowed light Fall upon me Cast aside Nightmares And the clouds Ever obscuring Hide the path Until I see You beyond
The night is young, The stars are new The owl hasn't yet sung The tune that crosses the ears of few. Adventure awaits Those who choose to stray From the stereotypical gait of day.
There's just something about kissing in the cold At night, of course. This would never get old. Like when you're outside saying goodbye, And he pulls you in close so your bodies collide.
Coney Island I just wanna go to Coney Island I wanna ride the Ferris wheel With our fingers interlocked Gazing into each others' eyes Like they do in the movies
Your words flow sweetly Drip like honey From your half-closed lips A smile lures me in Your hand outstretched A twist, a turn, a spin Encircled by your arms I lose myself in the music
I love the girl with the vampire bite
A field Of untrimmed berries Lies in darkness; As a rust-redpickup Lumbers in, Sleep-eyed children Clutching Mommy Wait For something only they can hear. It gathers,
Dear Moon let me bathe In your gentle rays; Let me dance in your light That make me secret pathways.
Walking down the little path, in the middle of the night Seeing your reflection in the water as you walk by. Lost blurs of silver and white expand across the dark night.
A luminiscent blanket bathed in silvery spindles of light from the heavens. Misty shimmers casually float skyward, eventually giving way to a pale glow. A familiar face offers comfort from the darkness.
Her toes barely touched
Blanketed by sheets of fluff Cold and plain these lands become. Undisturbed and free of footfall, The endless blizzard expands.
I am a testament to small potatoes. I am a testament to childhood dreams I forgot I had, Only to uncover them in fit of tears and to the knowledge that
Hiding the imperfections of the night, the moonlight sprinkles itself as salt through the night sky, adding savor everywhere it touches, concealing the dark spots and wrinkles besetted upon the surface of the night.
Trapped alone in the dark, I feel the whispers pulling me, turning me down the wrong path, trying to make me go mad.
Darkness falls and all are sleeping All but one At midnight a door opens to the night Two bright eyes peer out Out of the slumbering house leaps a young girl eager to start the dance