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love loses everyday
but not this day

walking hand in hand
caught in the fabric of love
he effortlessly revealed the promise
of what their future held
...yet not a word he spoke

his hand held a fire so warm
all she wanted
was to lean close
to keep the cold away

nowhere to go
everywhere open
the road laid bare ahead

innocence held them spellbound
in a world of misplaced moments
sifting through their desires
holding on to yes

not wanting their love lost
they held on tighter to all they ever had

secretly watching
the old woman
sitting on a bench
rested on her cane
reminiscing all her yesterdays