under the shimmering moonlit night
dinner in the candle light
saw you hugging her tight
after finishing an endless fight
explaining with all your might
oh! what a lovely sight
as bright as the sunlight
just surpassing against the plight
thus, making the relationship alright
reminiscing days of flying kite
without minding the color white
thinking what one will write
ending in an astonishing rite. ..
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