That night you held the lavender
Beneath your sparkling eyes,
And charmed me with your giddy smile
Under the twilight skies…
As we waited for the concert
You sipped your glass of white.
The thousand voices buzzing ‘round
Thrummed with eager delight.
You caressed the back of my neck,
Your touch a calming breeze.
The multitudes faded away:
Alone among the trees.
Did we breathe among the trees?
Did clouds pass overhead?
Did any clockwork tic or toc?
Was time itself stopped dead?
The noisome thunder of the crowd
And lightning from the stage
Drove us from our sheltered trance,
Back where life’s troubles rage.
As the melodies erupted
I caught your hand in mine
And leaned in for a lonely kiss,
Tasting your breath of wine…
When distance now denies your touch
I wistfully reprise
That night you held the lavender
Beneath your sparkling eyes.
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