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A warm June day, the stars were aligned
We walked softly together on white sands
We did not know what we had come to find
You kneeled, then placed a starfish in my hands
The wind was gentle though it tossed my hair
I began to run along the curved beach
Breathless, laughing, peculiarly aware,
Awkward, unable to let my mind reach
Unable to imagine that love could be--
Unsure if I could even sing that song
The sky was vast, waves crashed, setting foam free
Could it be? Could you and I always belong?
I looked back to meet your eyes and close you drew
The sun set on us both, and then I knew
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Michele Cuomo
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