Moonshine

She was a lover in an urgent hour

A damsel in distress

in an enchanted tower

She heard the whisper of footsteps

in the hall

She felt a heartbeat thru

the ancient wall

A dark halo’d prince

had come to be her man

The key into lock was turned

& hours into passion burned

The wizard stayed home

for a hundred years

And all his words

were for her ears

Then one Summer

She left to get a tan

she liked the experience

and found a Sunshine Man

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