'Lennon's Lost Weekend'In shadows cast by fame’s cruel glow,
Three hearts entwined, a tale of woe.
May’s soft whispers, love so true,
Yet ghosts of Yoko lingered too.
A weekend lost, yet passion found,
Fragile hearts on shifting ground.
Through laughter, tears, and fleeting time,
Their love burned bright, though unaligned.
A triangle drawn in joy and pain,
Love’s bittersweet, eternal chain.
May’s broken heart still beats the tune,
Of a love eclipsed by Lennon’s moon.
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