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This Night Of June

I was at your door 
Your eyes glued to the floor. 
You couldn't look 
Straight into my eyes. 
I couldn't leave you 
I know what you've been through 
Every time you go 
A part inside of me dies. 

Did I disappoint you
Or did I make a mistake
That you had to leave
I know our love wasn't fake.
She said it wasn't my fault
She said she was too naive
As she slid into my arms
She said,"Now I feel safe."

So I hugged her tightly
And I could feel her tears
I savored the moment
As if time had frozen for years.
I cupped her face
And kissed her head
She forgot all the pain
All the tears she had shed.

I gathered my senses
This was not an illusion
It made me smile
And tackled the confusion.
She was my aim
She was my goal
She owned my heart
She owned my soul.

I was hers
She was mine
We sat under the sky
It was only nine.
She was talking
I just stared at her beauty
I was spellbound by
Her kindness and purity.

A moment of abeyance
I would always remember this
She slowly got up
And gave me a kiss.
Her eyes sparkled and
Outshined the moon
I swear I'll cherish
This night of June.

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