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by remy Author IconMail Icon
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None, an unfinished work.
Prelude to a kiss,
Nothing more nothing less.
Claire de Lune on such a night as this.
Would make me love you without the hiss.

And life would make its way around the globe,
And I and you would sit while the world stood still.
But happenstance would indeed include the probe.
That would be the death of our free will.

But that could only stop us for such little time,
That we could only be happy for eternity.
And time would have to wait in line,
With all the rest of obscurity.
While we kiss.

Lips so tender and soul so free,
The rest will wait while eternity,
Waits for us my dear.

No more the patient lover, no more we have to wait.
Our love has stood the test of time.
But tonight, our love is fate;
Together at last while sitting here.
You and me, and nothing else.

I can’t see you, you’ve gone somehow.
Within my grasp, you’ve fallen.
Slipped beneath my promise vowed,

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