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~ 'Neath Moonlight~

'Neath the moonlight, shadows wake
On the dark and lonely shore,
Breaking waves mourn a mistake,
Made this night though ne’er before.

Cloaked within night’s dappled wings,
In this softly splendid light,
Meet in secret two beings,
False love hidden now unite.

And the wailing winds cry tears,
For the one who lies awake,
As the mocking night declares,
“Evermore your soul shall ache”

'Til the dark recedes to grey,
And moonlight greets the dawn -
Two hearts, as one, part their way,
Feigning what the night has drawn.

© Mary Ann O. 2004