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Created from my revised poem.
"Moonlit Serenity"
A sacred moonlight bathes the wood in glow,
On flowers dancing, emeralds flow,
Soft and melancholic, a melodic chime,
Filling dreams with magic, lost in time.
On a cushion of roses, Nymph lies at ease,
Surrounded by visions, in a gentle breeze,
Wrapped in misty blankets, she drifts away,
Her pale cheeks blushing from the dew's soft play.
With respect! Emil Abasov