The doves of the stars spread across the trees with moonlight
And catching the wind before it all falls with the trees of the leaves
And the average moonlight of her dreams in the moonlight.
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The girl with the flowers of the wind
PoetryThe flowers That have gone back and forth with the wind of the girl with the flowers of rose petals And the love that makes her the lasting hour of the memories of the moonlight wings.
The doves of the stars are like trees of moonlight
The doves of the stars spread across the trees with moonlight
And catching the wind before it all falls with the trees of the leaves
And the average moonlight of her dreams in the moonlight.
