A lonely cry in the dark,
sob after sob, followed by a whimper.
There she sat in the corner,
curled up, shrivelled and dishevelled.
There he was, that fool
who broke two hearts at one go.
One of that gentle flower he loved
and the other of his own.
She was his Goddess, he adored and worshipped
yet he had been bitter and rude
He toiled all day to keep her happy
But unhappy is what he made them both.
She cried, not for her sorrow, but for him
he tried hard, she knew, for her happiness
but she didnt want no diamonds,
but the luxury of his arms and delicacies of his words.
The sun was setting, and a full moon rising,
the strange light filled the room.
He looked at her, she looked at him
He said not a word, but she heard everything.
her eyes were flooded, like dew drops they fell.
he held her close to his heart, his warmth she felt.
the bliss of the moment, filled their hearts,
Happiness finally he felt.
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