The sun pulls down the shutters,
Hides under his covers;
Rays of light shudder,
The air cools its fever.
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Beauty of the night,
Wakes up and lights her candles;
Her admirers' eyes shine bright,
Observing from every angle.
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The girl pulls up the shutters,
Shivers beneath the covers;
Tears flow down in rivers,
As loneliness flaunt its prowess.
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Her eyes find the moon,
To guide her through the gloom;
To help her heal her wounds;
To stop wistful thoughts bloom.
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She doubts she has a chance;
Doubt the angel would join her dance;
Doubt he would give her nary,
More than the slightest fancy.
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For he is the epitome,
Of utmost perfection;
She can't help it as her thoughts roam,
Steadily towards, the flawless creation...
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The moon's kisses calm-
A temporary balm;
The sun soon wipes away-
The tears of yet another day.
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