MOONLIT SKY
THE CLOUDS ARE GENTLY WAFTING ACROSS THE MOONLIT SKY, THE MOONBEAMS SHIMMER SOFTLY UPON THE LAKE. A COUPLE SITS UPON THE SHORE, LOOKING INTO EACH OTHERS' EYES, LOOKING FOR LOVE OF WHICH TO PARTAKE.
THE CLOUDS ARE GENTLY WAFTING ACROSS THE MOONLIT SKY, AS THE COUPLE WHISPERS TENDERLY OF THEIR LOVE. THE WATERS MOVE YIELDINGLY AGAINST THE SANDY SHORE, THE NIGHT BIRDS SING MUSICALLY FROM ABOVE.
THEY TALK OF LOVE, THEY TALK OF LIFE, THEY BESPEAK OF THEIR MARRIAGE SOON, AS SWANS GLIDE EVER SMOOTHLY UPON THE LAKE. THEY LISTEN TO THE NIGHT CALL OF THE EVENING LOON, THEY PROMISE THEIR LOVE FOREVER, AND THEY TALKED UNTIL DAYBREAK.
THEY SOON BECAME HUSBAND AND WIFE, THEY PROMISED THERE WOULD BE NO STRIFE, THEY TALKED OPENLY ABOUT ANY PROBLEMS, AND KEPT THE PROMISE THEY MADE, HE BECAME A PERFECT HUSBAND, SHE BECAME A PERFECT WIFE.
THE CLOUDS ARE STILL WAFTING GENTLY ACROSS THE MOONLIT SKY. OTHER COUPLES COME TO THE LAKE TO SEE THE PLACE WHERE A PERFECT MARRIAGE STARTED, AND HOPED TO HAVE THE SAME, AS PERFECT A MARRIAGE AS THERE COULD EVER BE.
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