In the shadow of building,
No one else around.
In the cover of the moonlight,
The night our lives were bound.
Her sad eyes spoke to me,
Pleading for my affection.
Taking what she gave to me
was never my intention.
Never had she vered this way,
Never straying from her path.
Her quiet beauty beckoned me
I made her mine at last.
That night in the shadows
With no one there but us
She gave more than her body
The true gift was her trust.
©2017 Brooke Lee
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