In moon's soft glow, they meet at night,
A sweet embrace, two hearts aligned.
In dreams they dance, in whispers talk,
With words as spells, in shadows walk.
Weaving charms, delightful song,
A love forbidden, forever strong.
In secret tongue, they weave their tale,
With metaphors, their bond prevails.
Though worlds apart, they're drawn as one,
Their fates entwined beneath the sun.
In dreams they roam, in visions soar,
Merged in magic forevermore.
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