A dastard way for our lovings shun.
This is what we have become,
A hidden secret, a mother has won.
This is what we have become,
a moonlit dinner, you and I are one.
This is what we have become,
a shimmer in makeup, a glimmer of fun.
This is what we have become,
a shy we once held, my fingers have grown numb.
This is what we have become,
But writing this I feel so dumb.
This is what we have become,
you and me, forever one.
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