My Selena—by the light of the moon,
Looks fairer far than sun’s dominion grand;
For moonlight is the truest lover’s boon
When velvet darkness cloaks the dream-soaked land.
Bright points of heaven peek ‘round clouds above—
Dark jealous clouds that shroud those silver beams,
As if to cast aspersions upon love,
And dim the glow that true-born beauty gleams.
Ephemeral shadows—let me steal a kiss
Till we again bathe in that argent light,
Then soon endure another cloud eclipse,
And find once more a tender, sweet delight.
Would that this moonlit night should ever last,
And I, your beauty, here and ever, clasp.

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