Why am I dreaming on the moon
Whenever I hear you sing
Whenever I see you dance
All the petals are swaying
In your translucent light
Ah you must be a muse
Ah you must be a muse
Why am I in awe of her Beauty
Strolling down the lanes of melody
All the petals are dancing in the light
Swaying to sing to her pleasure
Ah you must be a muse
Ah you must be a muse
Voluminous in your nectar
Voluminous in your splendor
Ah you must be muse
Ah you must be muse
Why am I dreaming for the moon
To embrace her loves light
Why am I dreaming for the moon
To caress her loveliness
To hold her loosely and tight
Why am I dreaming on the moon
For her loves melodious kiss
The tears transmute to song
Reynaldo Casison
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Reynaldo Casison (
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it must, or most surely have once been love that inspired and underpins these words .. well either that, or witchcraft .. such is their timeless beauty .. Neville
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