Breathing. Sighing. Talking. Laughing.
A summer breeze through the still bare trees.
Napping in the sun on a crowded green.
Kisses and hugs among nibbles and mugs.
Throwing and kicking and missing a ball.
Hoping. Wishing. Holding. Dreaming.
Watching from a distance while sitting in the centre.
Knowing that this day was unique in every way.
Photographs. A video. Building memories.
The first fun of the summer still to come.
Dancing. Hugging. Kissing. Sleeping.
The hold all wrong, to laughs instead of song.
Two arms, two souls, two hearts, connected.
They meet, they stay, meant to be this way.
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