The night was young, and I,
all dressed in black,
stepped out under the moon,
bathed in silver light.
The sun was dark, but oh...
...the moon was bright!
I stepped along the path,
in naked feet, holding sandals
and my black skirts high.
I wandered softly to the ocean shore.
In the magic of the night,
I waded in the silver light...
The sea cared not how blackly,
I was dressed, but begged I slip
my night clothes to the ground,
and bare my ripened breast...
The waters warmly spread upon my thighs!
I let them cover more,
than I had dared before...
when all was light and sane in day!
...now night had stripped my sanity,
...away!
RDHDGDDS
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