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[deadtobrenton]

we steal away, away from the crowd
to a place where we can be
together and close
and live like kids again

i lay close to her and she draws me close
i feel her breathing against my neck
and smell the scent of her hair
as we lay together under the elm in the park

when i take her in my arms
and she returns my embrace
my spirit rises
and fly to the stars on which we gaze

this woman here at my side
is my beauty my venus de milo
as she breathes in i breathe in
as her heart beats mine beats

i live for her
her smile and her laugh
her tears and her cry
i live not as me but as her