it was a night-fall, a summer night-fall
the air was filled with a scent of incense
wandering through the trees
i reached the lake, I reached the lake

you were dancin’ around the fire
dressed only with your blond hair
a magic light in your skin was glowin’
o goddes of beauty..

dancin’ enchanted

in your arcanum glance
i saw the beauty of your heart
delicately hidden by your romance
and silently remained apart




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