La luna…

Like a Botticelli Venus forever fantasizing in Le Notti Bianche;
The sultry goddess, weaves her spellbinding dance behind clouded veils, searching for an impossible romance…

My soul arches skywards, untethered, light as a feather,
as she draws me in to her radiant beauty.

Connected, we’ll ride a train to nowhere, exchanging endless intimate magical moments as time flies by until a new dawn finally beckons.

Then as she fades once again over the horizon and I settle down to dreams, we’ll make a promise to meet again at the next apex.

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