Fiore di luna,

Like a moon flower drenched
By a drizzle across the fence,
Comes an evening,
For me to sing,
A tune,

Like a moon flower
Drenched by a drizzle cool
Comes an evening,
For me to sketch
An escape,

Like a moon flower
Comes a shower,
On my soul,

As me glides
Through the city,
Lighted by

( Note: based on a real time moon hovering, and a song me listening, while returning home.)


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