Beach Date

I took you to the nicest place I knew, 
Or that I could afford in those lean days;
We looked down at bridge across the bay
And saw a few boats distant in the dark,

Their forms made silhouettes against the lights
That twinkled from the houses and the docks;
And sometimes, we looked even on the flames
Of conversation that that we tried to fan

To life in words that flickered weak, at best,
Of how you liked my tie, and I your dress.
It was innocuous; we aimed for higher,
But some dates just don’t set the world on fire

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