Entangled
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David Harris
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We sit on a moonlit shore
or watch fireflies in the night.
Our hearts become entangled
by the romance in the air.
A kiss of innocence
can lead us anywhere.
We hold each other’s hand
under the heaven of stars
and coo softly sweet words
of love in each other’s ear.
The night beckons us on
to stroll through its fanfare
as we swear our solemn oath
that we will never part
from this night in loves light.
Except at the birth of dawn
when our fingertip experience
our evenings last touch
and from one another,
we are again gone.
14 January 2009
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