Late night in a rooftop
the fertile valley of romance
the city is asleep
moon, the night watchman
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Darn.... the light of day has chased away the euphoria of love and now it is time to get dressed and go to work but maybe there will be a moment that memory will touch us with a silvery moonbeam from the night before and that will get us through another day until the moon rises again
A good follow up poem. I like the last two lines, 'the dawn has arrived - the euphoria is over'; take the moment to appreciate what you are seeing.