Under the stars
We walts blissfully under the street the world spinning Around us Under the star white blossom our feet glide on the blades of grass as we whisper sweet nothings Our words lost to the wind your gaze has me entrapped I think I stopped breathing Under the stars there is no place I'd rather be than here in this wonder filled moment with you my love my addiction
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