In the twilight's tender embrace,
A crescent moon begins its chase,
Through skies of velvet, dark and fine,
Guiding lovers to their vine.
Red wine whispers secrets old,
In glasses gleaming, tales unfold,
Each sip a dance, a fleeting glance,
Beneath the crescent's silver trance.
In crimson depths, desires ignite,
As stars above paint dreams in sight,
With every pour, a story spun,
In the company of moon and sun.
So let us toast, beneath the night,
To crescents bright and wine's delight,
For in this moment, hearts entwine,
Beneath the crescent and red wine..
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