Time had struck odd,
Eleven gongs, had fled.
I hopped along, in ado,
A midnight drive, esoteric.
The night sky, bejeweled,
Speckles of sterling stars.
Halcyon music, soothing,
A gentle back drop,
To our amaranthine palaver.
Touch of the zephyr, so cool,
Smiles and laughter, corybantic.
A quick hiatus,
Amidst the royal orchids.
An ice cream delight,
Just after midnight.
A roman holiday, so special,
A memoir, to be cherished, forever.
And, how i wish, you felt, just the same...
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