Why don’t we steal away

What does it take to steal away,

into a door from yesterday.

A smile, a thought, a moment past,

one, once you wished would never pass.

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A sight or sound, A stolen kiss.

Great memories begin like this.

A touch or two, A secret kept,

a lovers breath upon your lips.

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A late night call, knock on the door.

Emotions high, like none before.

Can’t get enough, can’t walk away,

breathless sigh begs, for you to stay.

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And so you do, surrender all.

With no regrets, after the fall.

It’s more than you could dream about.

Wondering how to go without.

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Another day, turns weeks to years.

But thoughts like those don’t disappear.

It’s cemented in your heart and mind,

of your bodies intertwined.

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That night you dared to taste the thrill,

let go and know no shame.

Everything was beautiful,

as he softly spoke you name

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Time never fades or locks away,

those moments that you shared.

After all these years, still- no one can compare,

to the fantasy of that memory made

all those years ago.

When you gave in to passion,

that your mind just won’t let go.