Between the Shaken leaves,
Tremor of the broken wind,
Light flickers from stars above.
Gentle Kisses springing down
As droplets mist the air.
Subtle Brushes cling to eyelashes.
Careful glistening iris dawns the
Face of hearts lost in the purest
Darkness of night graced by Moonlight.
To see through filters
Brings light to insightful mind.
Goddess guide my love!
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