a flower blooms underneath the moon.
your eyes, so brightly they shine,
my hand and yours intertwine,
our hearts interconnect with every beat,
i tell you my love,
your smile is my weakness,
and your voice soothes me,
with every caress you make, I say
that I testify, seeing you and meeting you,
a flower that blooms underneath the moon.
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