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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=541195" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>103 ~ Dances With The Moon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'At night the moon became <br>a woman's face. <br>I met the Spirit of Music.' <br>-Jim Morrison from Wilderness </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come my love, 'tis a glorious evening! <br>The moon is full, there's a million gleamings. <br>Let's get ourselves to an open field and lie, <br>kiss and wander through the bright-black sky. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come spirits fill our breath with rose reeds. <br>Leave us here to soak in splendor of moon beams. <br>In Night's tender arms let us be wrapped, <br>me and my love, because my love <br>materials me affection in earthly stuff. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">step in...slide into some light shoes <br>hold on...rest your hand on my balloon <br>launching...lifting off for better views <br>soon we...we'll be dancing on the moon </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my love...my one true love, <br>she sings o'er the dunes <br>velvet...a velvet blanket <br>she dances with the moon <br>dances with the moon </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! my love, I'll never love one <br>more than she, the Night. <br>She holds me forever <br>in her celestial-glow eyes, <br>but she hides so far away, <br>this untouchable She, <br>so don't worry, for I'll love you, <br>as long as moon beams soak me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you sing...into the soft winds <br>hold on...keep in mind always this tune <br>launching...lifting off for never-ends <br>then we...we'll be dancing on the moon </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my love...my one true love, <br>she sings o'er the dunes <br>velvet...a velvet blanket <br>she dances with the moon <br>dances with the moon </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my love...my one true love, <br>she sings on sad tunes <br>she know's...know I'll never <br>fill her moon's shoes <br>when she...awakes her Spirit <br>she dances with the moon <br>dances with the moon</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Stan+Pelfrey">Stan Pelfrey</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=541195" data-title="103 ~ Dances With The Moon de Stan Pelfrey" data-description="'At night the moon became a woman's face. I met the Spirit of Music.' -Jim Morrison from Wilderness Come my love, 'tis a glorious evening! The moon is full, there's a million gleamings. Let's get ourselves to an open field and lie, kiss an..."></div> </div> </div>
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