Pretty Little Moonshine

As the sun lighted up the room, slowly,
He opened his eyes to see his newly wedded bride,
Lying on his chest, wearing his shirt,
Watching her, slowly breathe onto him.
And stroking her head, he gently pushed her hair,
To see her glowing face with the sun shining upon her.

After a huge sigh, he whispered, 
'there dawns my pretty little moonshine'.

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