its waves now stirred, come sweeping in
the breeze wraps around my skin
whispering softly to the trees
city lights dot the skyline
as boats gently bob in its wake
it's a sight to behold
pure bliss, this tranquil scene
we step away from beauty's call
the night curtains well-nigh to fall
i slip my hand into my love's palm
the warmth familiar, a soothing balm
the sweet surrender of the night still hangs
tempting any to yield to its charm
the moon peeked up to say good night
and i in return bid adieu
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