Felt the beauty of the moment
As you gently took my hand
Walking up into the darkness
In that amazing wonderland
Soft warm breeze was blowing
Shivers taking hold; unplanned
Lifting up my hair; a-flowing
My toes felt the softest sand
Southern Cross stars beckoning
City lights across the strand
Blinking in my purple vision
Finally saw everything at hand
Birds serenaded as we sauntered
You were a little tipsy; my darling man
Loving words were softly uttered
As you held me close at hand...
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