These stolen moments that I have with you. Make me feel, something new. I know that you do not have a lot of time. Still making these moments shared with mine.
This feeling I just can not describe. The way you touch my insides. My heart is full, my lungs endure. I must implore, these stolen moments are ours to explore.
An hour here an hour there. It’s OK so don’t despair. Our time is precious and I hold it dear. Just for a moment when you are near. So I take these moments, you must know. I do not look forward to the time to go.
Stolen moments are ours alone. Before I, must go home. Oh your skin it is so fair. Your blue eyes look up at me as I hold you close and kiss you so dearly. We say goodbye, until next time clearly.
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