What time we have to spend together now
Calls us to fond remembrance of our past,
Of golden days well burnished by the Sun,
Of languid nights beneath the silver Moon
When skipping breezes, rustling, stirred your hair
And waked our youthful natures to desire,
So gazes turned from heaven to rapt eyes
Where depths of passion welled in mutual trust,
And hearts became entwined in faithful love.
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