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A midsummer’s night dream:

She dances on meadows under the full moon,

Nightingales singing songs of beauty.

Her skin glowing like ivory,

Her hair with a golden shine.

Fireflies twinkle in the air

And with childlike wonder she reaches for them.

He watches her with awe,

Not wanting to disturb.

Sitting down she weaves a crown of flowers,

Placing it on her head.

To him, she is an image of beauty,

Like a pixie without her wings.

He walks over, not able to resist.

Will his presence make her disappear?

She sees him, but without any trace of worry.

Reaching out to him,

Like a long lost friend or lover.

Without rhyme or reason, they embrace, kiss,

Soon making passionate love under the stars.

Cries of ecstasy fill the night,

Before they fall asleep in each other’s arms.

As the morning sun warms her skin,

She wakes in the long grass,

By herself, her summerhouse near.

With vivid dreams of a lover on her mind,

She starts heading back home.

Was it all a dream?

Guess the full moon can play with your mind

She thinks to herself,

Entering her house with wilted flowers in her hair.

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