dancing to the melody of a nearing slumber
as the night lulls itself in darkness
will the moon echo the chants you whispered,
or your heartbeat while you twined the beads
and spun the thread to weave it?
Will it ever capture the mystery in your eyes,
the countenance you always disguised
as the silhouette of a full moon god?
Will it enchant your mortal soul now,
see through the dreams of a sleeping goddess
and make you believe in my magic?
Will you find the beauty you imagined
paint it, sculpt it with your hands,
purge the hues from your soul
or will you elude the moment
sleep in the land of shadows
and let a masterpiece slip out of your dreams?
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