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Tender Is The Night
Soft jazz music plays,
Her feathered crimson dress,
Her soft and tender skin,
Pale as the moonlight,
I saw her from across the room,
A flower in full bloom,
The scent of freshly picked oranges,
Trail her as she made her way,
A stare as cold as ice,
Yet a smile so warm and bright,
She approached me slowy
As the orange aroma lingers,
She fell softly in my arms,
As her eyes shut close,
A graceful soul,
Gone like the wind, On this tender night
© Wyv3rn
Her feathered crimson dress,
Her soft and tender skin,
Pale as the moonlight,
I saw her from across the room,
A flower in full bloom,
The scent of freshly picked oranges,
Trail her as she made her way,
A stare as cold as ice,
Yet a smile so warm and bright,
She approached me slowy
As the orange aroma lingers,
She fell softly in my arms,
As her eyes shut close,
A graceful soul,
Gone like the wind, On this tender night
© Wyv3rn
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