Endless Night

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Will you meet me, by the oak?

A simple line, yet so heartfelt spoke.

Your words, though plain, are laced with care,

A quiet plea to meet me there


Your heartbeat's tune, a steady guide,

A melody where dreams reside.

Our shadows twist in rhythmic play,

Marking the path where hearts will stay


Beneath the sky, your hand in mine,

Though life holds storms, the world feels fine.

The way you smile, the way you lean,

Feels like a moment plucked from a dream


With every smile, the night grows bright,

A flame ignites beneath the starlight.

Though young we are, it's plain to see,

Love feels eternal, wild, and free.


Though fleeting now, this moment's ours,

A memory etched in midnight stars.

And as we part, the promise gleams—

To meet again in endless dreams.

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I don't care about the world around me

When I find you in front of me

When I have your arms around me

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