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by JD Irby Jul 8, 2008 category : Love, romance / rekindled love
The night is dull not a sound to be heard the moon is full but it is going to go astir Twinkle twinkle little star the sky is full of them lighting way to my car but not this time, i turn I gather my thoughts hold my head up high I gather my thoughts hanging my eyes to the sky I hold your hand for tonight we walk no need for haste we will solve all my broths Crossing fingers letting her know i am sincere in my words sometimes it doesn't show we walk on past the pond and trees our steps are short enjoying the comfortable breeze I look deep into her eyes shes gazes back at mine still speechless we walk but tonight is the night we dine I stop , and so does she I pull her close ever so close to me I run my fingers through her hair kissing her forehead showing that this is not bare embrace till dead i sit her down upon a stump do not worry my dear nothing will bother us upon this lump she sits and stares upon my my undeserving grace nothing is said nothing that isn't a phase I bow down upon one knee look into her eyes you fool let her know everything "I am worthless that of a dog lower then dirt a meaningless fog" she stares confused nothing is said he attends the confusion as he lowers his head "I may be a dog i may be a jerk i will love you more with every little smirk" A smirk shows from her face he smiles but does not show her face "i am a man with nothing to give but my love I can not give you everything i'm disgraced from above" he pulls out his wallet bearing that his tongue does not lie I have nothing to give just the truth of my eye He pulls his hands to meet hers kissing them tenderly showing all but mercy "tonight i will ask you one thing and nothing more can you forgive a fool and will this love endure" she can not answer for he is a dog she does not want to hurt him regardless of his fog suddenly the act he did put a face of wow on her she answered him timid with no haste to him they walked away hand and hand the moonlight graces everything he planned the stump a silhouetted they are far away for now only thing that remains is something he claimed a box laid empty something small and blessed once with the ring he bought her now her finger dressed