as accustomed am i
to flights of fancy
as when moonlight enters my window
slips between my sheets
so surprised was i
when she appeared at my front door
and (yes) she brought her own sheets
so unprepared for such stark reality
was i
but it came complete
with candlelight, salad, egg rolls
and wine
but most of all
to my infinite delight
it came with her, my beloved moonlight...
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