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Moonside’s Shimmer



He showed me his moonside, a world unknown,

In the quiet of night, its beauty brightly shown.


I stood there in wonder, lost in its glow,

As his incredible shimmer cast a radiant flow.


With every step we took, the night sang a song,

As we wove through the starlight, all night long.


In the midst of this magic, under the moon's tender grace,

I saw in his eyes a reflection of my own face.


He and I, in this moonside, we found our way,

In the quiet of night, our hearts chose to stay.


So, he showed me his moonside, and I'll forever be,

In awe of its beauty and the melody between you and me.


In the soft, silver shimmer of our shared delight,

Underneath the moon's glow, we'll drop the tune through the night.


-vic

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