long into the night
dark into the dream
we strayed from what was right
to smooth out our seam
rising to the surface
in the glow the sun has set
where nothing can touch us
in a hope that none forget
whispering those desires
into echoing pools
as affection perspires
we still have all the tools
the soft footsteps
tread off to-who-knows-where
your love, i have kept
i will save it for you there.
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