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it's something tender, something fragile yet strong
spun like glass, tempered like steel; hard as diamond, soft as gold
it's the little moments, moments where everything else falls away and all that's left is you
i cherish the moments. hold them close
the time spent together is far more precious than diamond or gold
little notes passed between official reports carried from underworld to overworld
messages full of sweet nothings, reminders of promises whispered in the night
i anticipate them, heart fluttering whenever i see your elegant scrawl
after all this time you still elicit this response in me
i wait for you, pen scratching against paper
drinking tea under work lights, fan spinning idly
the gramophone in corner lulls me to sleep, gentle melody like your sweet touch
when i wake, you're there in front of me
am i still dreaming?
to have you as mine is wilder than any dream possible
water pure in stream, lake, river
snow falling gently
complementary, just like you and me
i hold your hand in mine
and i'm complete