the sun glitters through the leaves near us
she sits on the smooth rock
so perfect I can’t help but gaze at her
tension builds in me as I glance at her lips
I fight the impluse to draw near her
Those eyes are like magnets
I should go home now! My hearts can’t fight this off for long!
She lets me lay my head on her lap
Her hands are like paint brushes on a canvas
Her strokes are so smooth and dance across my body
The memories dance in my soul and in my heart
I embrace it and free myself
We dance, hand in hand, cheek to cheek
The dance of angels on cloud 9.
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