one stolen moment alone
she pulled him close to her,
a gentle stroke to her hair.
a simple kiss upon his neck
she gazed into his eyes so green
from his six foot stature he leaned down
and whispered her name
say it again,
what he asked?
my name, just my name
I love the way you make it sound
it fills my soul
the cold wind blew gently around them
tightly she held onto his chest
never wanting to let go
he squeezed her so tight
she almost lost her breath
stay with me
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