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Little patterns glide softly by
as the water glistens beneath moonlight
and I remember how you felt in my arms last night.
Hope burned in my heart that you would see my need and stay;
now I realize you wanted to but had no control.
As I watch the moonlight and search my soul,
something is different -- I listen and hear your foot steps quicken
and the night is made magic again.
written by Klogger1