Our Time

Like the wind, a subtle touch
Your cheek as it rests on my shoulder
Palms clasped gently, soft caress
Your eyes, deep with warmth
The night is a sweet rapture

Then you settle in my arms
Seconds pass like hours
I feel your breath, soft and serene
I don’t want to let you go
I know I don’t

Candlelight touches your face
And a side of you glows
We gaze in disbelief
We are one, you and I
Our time is more than just a memory

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