we stroll along
darkened windswept beach,
stopping often
taking a moment
to enjoy the time

it feels fine

I hold your hand,
softly touching you
kiss your sweet lips
and caress your face
with mine

it feels so very fine

I long for this,
I live as thus,
your sweetest caress

05/11/2010

Posted on 05/11/2010
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