A blanket of darkness
Surrounds the warm glow
Of the moon in its fullness
The shadows on the path
Are of us and them
We hold each others hands
Our fingers entwined
As we walk slowly towards them
Their shadows getting larger
I stop to listen to the sounds
The moment has come
You look in to my eyes
And kiss me in a way of gentleness
No words are needed
We both smile and take each others hands
We continue down the path
Walking close to each other
In and out of them
Their leaves are rustling
Our journey has come to an end
The bike roars as you ride of into the night
Surrounded by the darkness and the quietness
I stand alone looking up
And smile all to myself.
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