The garden settles in for the evening

The sun’s gone down behind the trees

The still light sky won't let the night bring

Wings of darkness on the breeze

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But night must come – yet light or dark

Allie and Pete are still the pair

That gives the world’s soul its own spark

A team of lovers utterly rare

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And now the day is taking leave

Westerly light with darkness spars

With your eyes’ rays a web I’ll weave

Of shining drops – in day’s reprieve –

And throw it on the sky for stars