They dance in a magical waltz,piouretting in and out of the clouds
playfully flirting with me begging me to come join them
stopping only occassionally to cast a look of temptation
taunting and teasing as they form their magical dance in the sky

The music of the heaven's orchastra ,soft and sweet penetrates my mind
scents of jasmine and lilacs permeates my soul as I stand fixated
breathing in the essence of the night,i am overwhelmed
mythodically my body begins to move,soon im dancing with them

Endless hours,im caught up in the frenzy,never tiring
our brief enounter,the stars and I ,have danced our waltz
Time has come for the dance to end ,glim light peers through the clouds
And as i fall exhausted to the ground,I dream of tomorrow's dance

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