And That Was the Night

And that was the night 
When two of us were on sight
Beneath the sparkling light
Of a fair and starry night.

And that was the night 
Skies adorned of splendid lights
Mine emotions seems tight
Awake and wide- it wasn’t right.

And that was the night
Where he drag me all alone
Holding hands ‘neath the light
We run beneath the mystic moon.

And that was the night
No depth of love nor fear of heights
Softly dripping drop by drop
And sentiments know where to stop.

And that was the night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Gupta Avatar
March 10, 2017 at 5:52 AM
A beautifully poetic flight ... Into the crimson depth of night ...
Wrights Avatar
March 11, 2017 at 1:26 AM
ahahaha. I enjoyed reading your comment. It sounds as a beautiful poem itself. Thank you for dropping by.. - Stef :)
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