CUL-DE-SAC

The lights of a city dot the hills in the night.

Her party’s on a terrace, a little outdoor stage

And those sparkling homes are spectators to a joy that may

Vanish when this moment becomes a note in my past.

A crescent moon drifts across the sky and a

Halo of clouds holds it in an embrace as she smiles

And we dance on our stage in the dark where old heartaches

Are banished. They vanish for now as the lights in the hills

Look on, and our partner the moon takes its time in the sky.

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