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Night fog rises

Upon silent gardens,

Mingled with the heady

Scent of rain

And magnolias.

Sweet laughter trickling

Past paths of roses,

Across the rushing river

That adds its' bubbling

Tinkling sound

To the silence of the trees.

Footprints on the

Moonlit walkways,

Water pooled there from 

Your passing.

Sheltered there 

Beneath your hair,

Fanning out behind you,

A streaming, billowing banner,

Standing in the shallow stream

Highlighted sofly, illuminated

By the moonlight, 

Skin luminescent as 

Droplets of water

Cascade down your form.

You beckon me closer

But when I reach you,

You disappear.