Walking around the lake
The moon is ripe and almost full
The orange glow fills me with desire and passion
As the world sleeps.
Yet it's only an illusion
A reflection
The combination of moon and sun
Natures fantasy.
I watch as it sets
Turning from orange to red
Flaming the indigo sky
As it sets on the horizon.
Moonbeams reflect on the lake
Ripples on the water, swans grace
All elements are in perfect harmony
A moment of peace.
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