Lean into the Moonlight,
With your deep dark hair,
I felt her love singing,
Its solemn vineyard cares,
Your love has lit its candle,
In the Midnight daze,
The stars gaze upon its clovers,
Through these lonely days,
Lean into the Moonlight,
With your sandy evening hair,
With your vineyard delights,
With your loves ethereal candle,
And your lovely, deep dark hair
Reynaldo Casison
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