The Night We Kissed On The Rooftop Under The Moon

You looked at me the light gleaming in your eyes,

you slipped me a crooked grin.

You whispered in my ear that you had a surprise.

You grabbed my hand and led me out,

I followed quickly without a doubt.

You led me up some stairs onto the roof,

you had a table set just for two.

Candles lit, the table set you served me dinner,

hard to believe this is the first time we had met.

As we ate you looked at me intently,

listened to me ramble aimlessly.

When we finished you took my hand and led me to a swing.

You sat beside me and had your arm around me.

You told me everything I wanted to hear.

We swung slowly under that starry sky,

that night I felt so alive.

You turned to me, your moonlit face more

beautiful than anything I've ever known.

You leaned in to me and I to you,

that was the night we kissed on the rooftop under the moon.

Your lips so soft and warm,

you wrapped your arm around my back

as the other one caressed my neck.

You held me tight like you didn't want to let go.

I held you close I finally wasn't alone.

That was the night I realized you were everything

I've ever wanted but had never known.

That bright full moon and those shining stars

ignited a passion that would never keep us apart.

Still to this day when I look at you I think of that candle lit dinner,

the way your face glowed under the moon.

That was the night we kissed on the rooftop under the moon.

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