Under construction  - of a moonlit sky  

Like a shooting star – too quickly flew by  

You danced in – began to silently cry  

I didn’t have to wonder - I knew why.

Quasars buzz by high - above the radar

Porsche parked in the garage – nice car

Soft burning candles were lit – table full

With glossy red lips you sit – beautiful.

You wink one eye

I think I’ll die

You close both eyes

I’ll start to cry.

Hand you a glass  – of surrogated wine

Wear your fur and lace  - looking mighty fine

The crane shut down for the night – out of sight

Work stopped: suspended  – turn on the night light.

Music blue - I whisper secrets to you

You blush, tell me to quickly hush – you do

Under construction - of a moonlit sky

Like a shooting star – too quickly flew by.

You wink one eye

I think I’ll die

You close both eyes

I’ll start to cry.

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