slow dancing
Let it Be
the hamburger joint
Tonight,
it was perfect.
some walls
have crumbled with time
allowing the light to shine through.
heart to heart
over a chocolate shake.
slight touch of self-conscious hands
uncertain of destination or purpose
excite the senses
of a friendly stranger's heart.
I've seen those eyes before
I know that expression
freeze this moment
until the time is right.
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