Cold Summer Night
By Brandon
The sky was purple,
The air was cold.
You looked beautiful,
I, formal and bold.
As I took your hand,
I felt a sense of pride.
As we flowed with the music,
In a graceful stride.
I glanced upon your beauty,
Eye to Eye.
As I thought that moment,
"How lucky am I"
To of been able to share that moment,
With someone like you.
I realized how much,
I want someone like you.
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