Midnight In The Park

Real life may not be a whirlwind romance.
Real life may not be running off to a hidden cabin.
Real life may not be a Cinderella fairy tail.

For me real life may not be for very long at all.
For me a kiss in the moonlight is truly magical.
I can live an entire lifetime of romance in one evening.

For a few brief hours I can be content in real life.
For a few brief hours, real life is holding hands
at midnight walking in a park.

Then we part ways again, but we had midnight in the park.

poem by Atsiylah Atty Garfinkel
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