A Lover's Pen

Under the bright silvery moon,
You dance like an angel.
Creating a layer of white light,
Making it dance as you move.
The wind follows your steps,
You make it more glorious.
I’m waiting for your waves,
That ruins the grief out of my heart.
In the night of moon, you rule;
Making you as my queen.
Running towards my heart,
You make a way to pass through,
My Heart;
The way is always for your little feet.
The pebbles might be harder in your journey towards;
My Heart.
But it’s killing myself,
To lead a life without you;
The moon hugs, making you
To twinkle like the stars and
Make you seem Himself.
I am your Palace,
My Heart is your Throne,
Be my QUEEN.

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