Friday night, and the lamp is low, but the music is on, and the evening is young.
A young evening, wanting and waiting only to unfurl its splendor, whatever form that might take, whatever fun or love we might make – and an especially young point, as the weekend is an extra-long holiday weekend, making Monday into Sunday – and Sunday a glorious bonus.
A dream of a spring evening, on the eve of our unofficial kick-off to the summer season with the Memorial Day festivities – and a dream of a song, fit for a lamp on low.
Dream beside me in the midnight glow, the lamp Is low
Dream and watch the shadows come and go, the lamp Is low
While you linger in my arms, my lips will sigh “I love you so”
Dream the sweetest dreams you’ll ever know
Tonight the moon is high, the lamp is low
We won’t be launching our official summer theme for a couple of weeks, so seek out last summer’s ‘Coquette’ celebration if you are so inclined. (The archives are a good place to start.)
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