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ACCEPTED AS FULL

 

Fell silently

Below the abandoned clock

That still circles the dial

But does not rule here

Whether Cartier, Rolex or Geneva

It’s beckoning bells and chimes

Have left these climes

So effortlessly patrolled

My steps sometimes light

Sometimes ostentatiously bold

Seldom under control or influenced

By arbitrary conceptions

Of when I should come and go

            Perhaps a midnight date

            While the tables start to empty

            We can dance under the moon

            Music still flowing

            From the near-empty room

            Where glass clinks

            Couples exchange amorous winks

            We slide together in the dark

No one can hear what we think

No one knows where we swim

Or if we ever drink

No one to care for or worry about

A free couple in love

With kisses dropping like rain from above

Dancing as they bounce in

The amber light of this full moon

Accepted as full

Although we know

There is a dark side as it rolls                                                                     150819.2

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