The Verge (poem)
The stillness of the moonlight’s soothing trance
And in the distance flowed their special tune
Was there the lovers had their final dance
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Who knew the depth of this couple’s romance
Each moment kissed with fantasies there strewn
The stillness of the moonlight’s soothing trance
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In dreams of hearts their passion would enhance
When every breath was scent for souls attune
Was there the lovers had their final dance
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Was in this verge an always touched a glance
And to this wonder all began to swoon
The stillness of the moonlight’s soothing trance
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Through this confusion real was happenstance
And all gave way to shadows in typhoon
Was there the lovers had their final dance
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So when forever’s lovers meet this chance
Upon the verge of midnight’s afternoon
The stillness of the moonlight’s soothing trance
Was there the lovers had their final dance