Moon light..

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I keep finding you in random sentences
On random pages of good books
Let it sink into my wandering mind,
Like peonies on a stormy night.
I would let the pale moon light 
Paint your skin across mine, 
And curse it's luck under my breath
Blessed be my eyes.

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