The moon pours white wine

At a table in a garden, on a soft, sweet, summer’s night
Two friends are sitting talking by the moon’s reflected light.

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On the table in the garden there are glasses but no drink
And the friends are sitting talking, but they often stop to think.

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The topics that they cover seem to range so far and wide
And the glasses sit there empty, since they left the drink inside.

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The night is getting cooler but the friends stay close and warm,
The moon just looks down calmly, she has magic to perform.

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As he leans across to kiss her, and she kisses him as well,
The friendship starts to blossom into something more to tell.

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The tension in the garden needs assistance to decline

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So he silver crescent of the moon leans down to pour white wine.
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