above the quiet river

above the quiet river came
the sound he never made;
it travelled past the waning moon
and up the ever glade

the words he not dare speak took on
a new life of their own;
they flitted from the river bank
and soon enough, had flown

where she would never hear them,
never even would suspect:
above the quiet river
of the lonely
circumspect

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