As we sat,
we watched the clouded sky gently kiss the moon.
As we kissed,
we felt the lightning strike across the valley.
As we discovered each other,
our hearts stroke a fire.
And as this fire burns an ardent glow,
the world we know will always and never be the same.
things are different.
we watched the clouded sky gently kiss the moon.
As we kissed,
we felt the lightning strike across the valley.
As we discovered each other,
our hearts stroke a fire.
And as this fire burns an ardent glow,
the world we know will always and never be the same.
things are different.
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