sipping down my last wine,
on this dead day,
'cause i lost a fight.
i wiped off my priceless tears,
and looked up and
saw you.
it was the magic of your
steel eyes.
the way you looked at me'
i could've died
and when you
smiled,
i wished for a lullaby.
trip toed i walked
down the frosty lane.
still thinking why not to kiss you
and then
white crystals came down.
and you put your furry jacket on my side.
and we reached
my front steps
i crimsoned away.
while his palm touched my hand
and pulled me close
and kissed me a goodbye.
it was the magic of your
steel eyes.
the way you looked at me'
i could've died
and when you
smiled,
i wished for a lullaby.
sipping down my last wine
on this wonderful night
i keep you with me
till you finish this
lullaby.
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