O’ dear! What a lovely night it is!
Even though we aren’t together in this.
From this land, I’ll remember you,
And we shall tonight sleep in bliss.
I can’t see the stars or the moon,
Since my windows were closed very soon.
Nevertheless, there is peace and warmth,
Like a day in the mid of June.
I even switched off the light,
Because I’d sleep I thought; I might.
But the urge of a late night letter,
Made me turn my bed lamp on for better sight.
You slept a while ago, I know,
We wanted to talk a bit more, even though.
Our craze fell victim to your lazy sleep,
When after five minutes, I could hear your voice no more.
My letter to you is full of love,
In this night as peaceful as a dove.
Let people think what they want,
Read this letter when push comes to shove.
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