The water is shallow,
Dark and deep.
Silence whispers,
Our hearts leap.
Moonlight moron, tread slowly!
The path is steep.
It creeps like shadow,
Stabs like pin,
Twists and turns
It burns within.
The fire that warms,
Can burn a town.
Moonlight moron, tread slowly
Don't you drown!
Leave it be !
Unsaid and unsung
Keep it sealed,
Dried and hung.
Perhaps, a day
Tied tongue will sing.
Moonlight moron, the chimes will ring.
Till then, let silence reign.
Let dear heart endure the pain.
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