Star dust and moon beams magic fills the air,

Eyes tightly closed pretending not to care.

A falling star kisses the moon softly as it sings

Ageless memories rush forth flying on swift wings.

Through the mist he walks shadows showing the way,

Trying to recapture their love from past days.

As they stand side by side their eyes slowly meet,

The past is gone: now together and again complete.

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