The night watchman lights his lantern
From his balcony in the sky,
Shining his light on lovers each night,
And when they kiss, you'll hear him sigh
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Simple solution... How to handle a woman Mark me well I will tell you Sir, The way to handle a woman, Is to love her Merely love her Simply love her, Love her, Love her. Harsh reality... If she declares your love is the opposite, Do you then hate her until she sees the truth? Logical perhaps, but I don't advise it
A poignant poem and I admired its rhyme scheme modern ballad feel lyrical and melodramatic. The flow is enviable and the mention of the moon delights me. If u are Lorraine colon, nice to read u again.
Not to Blame For lovers moon is a balm He revels once they delight For bereft he soothes harm Glows for ones for else spites