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It was never in doubt
I saw it coming with tonic
It was a night,
A night
where the stars gathered in memorial to the serendipity of the muse
With a poetic line wrapped
around her thighs.
We held swayed into the cloud,
We danced in the hands of Romance
Curdling the cleavages of love
As we awaited the dropplet from the sky
It was a night
of warm and cold,
A night I look forward
to having with you.
