Lend me your ring and I will give you my night.

Feel free to misplace your commitment around my lying finger and I will loosely barter independence for the promise of love.

I vow not to make any more of it than what it truly is.

All I ask for is seven hours of your silver circle, more dream than reality, more assesment than sin.

In the morning, I will leave your token untarnished and unfettered, no stigma of shame to shadow you home.

Lend me your ring and I will happily surrender – I’m a thief of the moment not interested in time.

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