Foolish The Heart.
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Beware of pale moonlight, it takes no note.
White rays lull common-sense to deepest sleep.
Its ever constant magic is potent,
Changing lines of love to lust repeatedly.
Both give strong and similar sensation,
So the mind forgets to ask why and what
Is the truth of moonlight fascination.
Choice is lost when lips meet and blood runs hot.
Heart can foolishly lose control, and then
Disclaim the moon has mislead yet again.
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