Enchanté

Enchanté

As the sun, rising from its place:
Enchanté.
Never lost to me, your name,
A sweet reflection, of the evening light:
Enchanté.
The worlds have caused our blessing, in disguise,
To dance a weaver’s story through the skies:
Enchanté.
Wherever you may read this, know tonight-
Love was made for searching, you and I;
Just a dance upon a forest, in your light,
Until tomorrow brings my rise:
Enchanté.

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