moonlit night

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This moonlit night shines so bright,
Exposes the truths and trashes the lies.

Here we are, sitting at an old little bar.
Come take a seat with me, and let's have a talk,
Tell me what you wish, I'll judge you over naught.

   As the smooth wine glides through your throat, it Makes it easy to speak,
   Intoxicating your thoughts.

Say what you want to say, tell me I'm broke.
That's why you left me, didn't you though?

Don't you get it? I love you so.

I loved you then, I love you now, and it only continues to grow.

Now, you sit here, your cheeks flushed.
Your eyes have a glow,
And your lips are desirable and you show,
No signs of my feelings being crushed.

Your vulnerability stands out,
and I feel like I can take you home.

I know it's wrong,
but these feelings can't cope,

With the fact that your gone,
And that back then, you didn't even let me know.

Now that you can barely stand on your feet,
I take the chance to take you in,

I really can't believe,
That I might be this desperate,

But what else can I do, when my heart yerns for yours?

And so we end up at your place,
I lead you to the bed,
and lean over to your face,
       I kiss your lips, to taste them.

So much nostalgia takes over me,
And once again I remember how we,
Spent our days, I miss it.

The delicacy of your small fingers,
The scent of your fragrance lingers,
The feeling of loss mingles, in with my drunken state.

Unable to bring myself to have you,
Even though I'm intoxicated beyond usual,
Proves to me just how dear,
You remain to be.

I pray, that this chance gives me the strength to walk away.

That this meeting was destiny, to help me recuperate.

To signify that this really was the end of this pointless chase of spades.

I stand up from the seat I took beside your bed,

I thank you once more,
I didn't mean to prolong my stay.

As soon as I step away from your way,
I'll hope that this pain will fade away.

So I wish you luck, and peace to stay.

My life will move on,
Accepting this fate.

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