Even the shadows are lovely
Threading as I do
A moonlit access through them.
Dance-ready, in setting up
Courting's web-time view!
More a night, summer ghosted
Warm-pale of herb's gloss
Of what, warm-pale honied shakes.
My pant's prank! Passions, white-hot.
Passions winging toss.
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