Musings Of A Non Muse

Swaying to our last dance,

Wishing we could meet again.

Make the most of our last chance,

Hoping it’ll keep me sane.

 

Beautiful, you look beautiful

Don’t look down, let me stare,

 Eyes twinkling like the city lights,

Let the moon be in awe, just stay

Will this be our Last Night,

Last Night to see that smile?

‘Til we’re no longer feeling,

‘Til we’re no longer breathing.

Will you stay here with me?

Will you hold my hand, dear?

Until we drift away

With the waves beneath.

 

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A Last Night movie inspired poem.