Would you please?
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
lead me, out of the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand,
strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,
silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me.
♥
lead me, out of the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand,
strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,
silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me.
♥
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