The first gentle caress,
A brush on the canvas of my soul.
Gliding, floating through
the currents of your love,
A dream in your eyes,
A yearning for something more,
An escape into the unknown.
One afternoon in the glory of summer.
To our hearts,
To see what could be
Long from now,
In our hearts.
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