It's the lights that tease me unnecessarily
Dimmed for that romantic ambience
Yet, preventing my eyes from seeing
Every facet of your ineffable beauty
As you sit across from me, the perfect distance
Enough to take you all in, yet far enough
That I'm not tempted to touch and feel
Your skin with my fingertips, constantly
Even as the drink slides past my lips
It's combination of apple-tart and whiskey-sweet
I know I'd rather them be entangled with yours
Even if it is but a brief taste
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