honeysuckle
in the night I'm coldthe moonlight shines silver
and i inhale the smell of honeysuckle
so sweet and ginger in the night
it absorbs the moonlight
sweetening the smell and flavor of the
breathtaking flower
silver light shines through the trees
illuminating the conferences of the night
mysteriously lighting the dark and my heart
midnight moon shines bright
i take a flower in my hand
smelling the sent of it draw by it
extolled by the simple dew drop,
shining as a crystal pure and new
sipping the sweet nectur i smile hiding in my world of bliss
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