Your hand dwarfs mine as you hold it tight, Walking along the glorious shore, The sunlight dances across the water, And the waves lap playfully at our feet. No words are spoken, none are needed, Our hearts have a language all their own. A stolen glance, and a wistful smile Say more than words could anyway. We stop to take in the glorious view, The sun, the sky, the
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