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Dream Girl
we don’t have long
come sit with me
she says, under the full moon’s light;
I’ve missed you since last I was here
and although it pulls his heartstrings
too near the breaking point,
he obliges her, once again,
willing his eyes to absorb
every detail of her -
to commit them to memory
before the sun comes to steal
her away
we don’t have long
come, sit with me
she says, beneath the canopy of night;
we’ll have this moment, eternal
before we become
a memory made for just the two of us -
one we can carry for weight
on days we feel empty
with a kiss, she was gone
come sit with me
she says, under the full moon’s light;
I’ve missed you since last I was here
and although it pulls his heartstrings
too near the breaking point,
he obliges her, once again,
willing his eyes to absorb
every detail of her -
to commit them to memory
before the sun comes to steal
her away
we don’t have long
come, sit with me
she says, beneath the canopy of night;
we’ll have this moment, eternal
before we become
a memory made for just the two of us -
one we can carry for weight
on days we feel empty
with a kiss, she was gone
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