A beach bathed in moon light..
As we sit around the bonfire of memories
Each passing memory burns as the log fueling this fire..
There's cheers and muted conversations in the background
The world as usual passing us by..
The waves rumbling on the beach front
A gentle reminder we're still alive
They're all missing her..
Her.. The elusive perfection
That feeds on her own absence
But in the siluhettes that dance
The mood around all romance
Her lips waiting that perfect chance!
This is... A moment of a perfection
A guitar chord struck right!
The note & pitch of his voice.. Just right
All that's missing is the moonlight twinkling in her eye
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