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Clear blue skies
Crisp sea breeze
Two kindred souls
Strolling across the sand


Time stood still
Yet passed us by
Perched on the bench
Yearning to hold hands

Dodging the surf
Lashing at our feet
Moving at pace
To avoid being caught

Our time together
Came to an end
With a stolen kiss
Left alone in thought

Clouds have gathered
Overwhelming the sun
Releasing emotions
Hidden deeply within

Will this desire
Ever be realised
Is there a future
For us to begin?