It was August when we met.
Cold hands touching warm hands
Stars smiling down on us through the night.
Pale silky skin -
white as snow.
Begging to be touched - begging to keep warm from the cold.
We looked out onto the black ocean,
and I could see your beautiful luscious lips shimmer in the moonlight.
All I wanted to do was reach out and kiss you.
All I wanted to do was feel your lips brush against me.
However a light broke through the trees,
Begging us to part ways.
If I were to see you again; I would never know.
Dawns are the most heartbreaking.
Please tell me what you think
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