A night with a difference

A vivid image of a dark night
Only a crescent moon shining bright
The Amazon merging in with my skin
The green waters filling my legs unto the brim.

All night long i chase the Boar,
Filling my gut till i want no more.
Alas!how is this of use to me?
For the end of the day a mere coat i be.

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