September 29, 2011
In the moonlight under the willow tree
The two of us met, my true love and me.
The dark shadows from me his sweet face hid
Though closer still to him he did me bid.
In his arms, I felt safer than at home,
Never ever had I an urge to roam.
The two of us met, my true love and I
In the dark of night when the stars did sigh.
Within the absence of light we could be
Two people in love like we wanted, free
From promises we had stupidly made.
But our words are our bonds, our love must fade.

For this moment, I can be in his arms.

Tomorrow with heavy heart, I will harm.

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