I hear her call in the night,
So bright and beautiful,
Drawing my eye, upwards,
Towards the sky, mesmerizing me;
For, as the saying goes when the moon
hits your eye, That’s amore.
A pull so powerful, you cannot
Ignore the pull, the draw; like the tide,
Sometimes the feeling boils over and creates a high.
Other times it pulls away, and leaves nothing but holes in the sand.
Yet here we are still chasing that wave, for who could resist that sweet temptress we call Love.
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