For you, before the night falls,
I pour out my heart's melody and music,
In celebration of a sweet meeting with a poetic friend.
And when night, the darkest of my friends, do come
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We, Indians use moonlight a lot in our poems, which is new to West. They really enjoy our metaphors. Good poem.......
For you, before the night falls, I pour out my heart's melody and music, Ecstasy flowing thorugh words.Maximum.