The lights burned out long ago, she said
But it's alright.
We've got some candles and a little red wine.
You'd never question my integrity,
Though I'm certainly a fool
For you.
It would've been so nice
If we had met when I was seventeen,
My eyes were full of wild.
I was thin and I would grin
At every girl who passed me by.
I would've made a scene
Just to get you to notice me.
The pain died down long ago, I know
But it lingers,
Just like my hand against your waist
As you breathe slowly in and out.
I'd never question your divinity
I am faithfully yours.
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