Thursday, 17 November 2016

We haven't met yet.

The young night, dressed on with pale moonlight,
And the music is fine,
like the bubbling sparkling wine.
The evening's starry breathtaking gown,
holding hands in the towne.

~We danced through the night,
Darling, we lit up like starlight.
I heard you smile over my shoulder,
The shiver sparked a snow-white stone colder.
And in the moment, I forget you're older.

Walking home, evening shine.
Nervous touch,
Staying up, and waking up- hand in hand.
Summer breeze across the floor.
Candle reflections in the door.

~I knew I'm so in love with you
I want to stay with you,
Until we're grey and old.
I hope you know.

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