Passion in the garden
moon resplendent unaware
through the cunning canopies
a daisy has her dare
Gently swayed in midnight's gaze
in bathing moonlit glow
wrapped in nothing more than night
enticing passion's flow
Rivers run as two are one
with echoes through the still
shadows slide in time's divide
and bursts of light reveal
Beneath the cunning canopies
in satisfying flare
gently swayed in midnight's gaze
a daisy had her dare
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