Veiled is the moon with midnight memories,

Myriad verses float ‘midst the misty moors,

How I yearn to dwell in illusory territories, 

My lips imagine all the once traveled contours.

Myriad verses float ‘midst the misty moors,

Once the night jasmine blooms with unabashed glory,

My lips imagine all the once traveled contours,

As I revisit moments from our ardent love story.

Once the night jasmine blooms with unabashed glory,

Softly awakened are my muted longings,

As I revisit moments from our ardent love story,

With impassioned pleas my pining heart sings.

Softly awakened are my muted longings,

How I yearn to dwell in illusory territories,

With impassioned pleas my pining heart sings,

Veiled is the moon with midnight memories.

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