May I never grow tired of
your hand holding mine
fingers tracing fingers
sending shivers down my spine

Let me linger in your arms
holding tight to first embrace
promising I will not lose
the security in this place

Can I dwell within the moment
a kiss became the realization
eyes searching for heart's assurance
confirming you are the one

01/31/2007

Posted on 02/06/2007
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