WALK ME HOME
Walk me towards midnight
Capture the romance in the air
Down the lane of make-believe
Where heavenly bodies stir
Mystifying music
Floats the feelings that nestle within
How do I love thee
How do I begin
If tomorrow didn't arrive
We would still be hand in hand
Drifting through a sacred place
From which lesser mortals are banned
Our love is bathed in true beauty
Gloriously wrapped in jet black sky
If midnight escapes our destiny
Other avenues we can try
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