I heard them drink a
Gaseous drink
And just under the night stars
Whispering
I saw them then each other
Approach
Embrace and then face to face
Dance precise foot to foot so light
Under the old oaks and under
The bright moon's light.
A slender ghost from behind
An ancient tree
Took photos silent
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