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.