Engulfed in the orange light of evening I myself find
With memories and musings meandering through my mind
Suddenly a swift spark of thought strikes as evening fades to night
Inspired I hastily grab my pen and begin to write

As if by magic she comes to life upon the page
My Eternal Beauty immune to the ravages of age,
Her eyes as blue as diamonds sparkle within my mind's eye
Accompanied by a sunlight smile never ceasing to inspire by and by.

A woman wearing moon and stars
She goads me to see life without reality's bars
And as her hand takes mine I see through her sight
Beauteous forms which fill my very soul with delight

My thouhts flow freely forth in an endless stream
My hand grows weak and cannot keep up it would seem
I smell her scent ever so pleasant
And feel the calm of comfort to know that she is present

Through the romance of rhyme
We become lovers lost to the meaning of time
But when darkness steals away and dawn is ready to come
My lady leaves and it ends as swiftly as it has begun
Fulfilling this, the purpose - My poem is done.

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