'Was a Night...'


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Was a night as none other,
entering ones euphoric affinity;
though... mine words flew around in sputter,
a sincerity of sense enveloped
within vicinity;

a magnetic spell flourished sweet air  between us, heart positively taken
upon those gentle ticks, bountifully leaping  in
anticipated  breaths  arithmetic;

a night as no other
electric magnitude merging with two
eccentricity designated by lone moments chucker
called of many: design, fate, matter
of luck few
taken not dispassionately as we've
grew
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sweet kiss remains today, as then... anew.

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