They paddle the rowboat through the river under the pale moonlight,
Listening to the gentle chatter of each oar parting the waters
which carries reflections of their rippling shadows.
Drooping willows sway from gusts of calm winds, while their shadows
Likewise, shift to and fro, barely noticeable beneath the moonlight
In streams of glistening waters.
The two were completely silent, leaving the mellow waters,
Aside from their swooshing feet in lofty grass, and sounds of their love in the night air, while their shadows
Linger behind as they hold hands below the twinkling stars and moonlight.
Lasting under the moonlight, is the fragrance of harmony amid two souls, resting on the waters, and trailing behind their friendly shadows.