Thursday, February 11, 2010

Silent Moments



We sat down by the harbour
as the sun begins to fade;
You layed your head on my shoulder
On that bench, together, we stayed

Neither of us spoke
as the orange sky began to spread;
Certain things are better off
being felt than being said

You held my hand and smiled
I closed my eyes and sighed
We shared a conversation
from deep within inside

Moments like this are rare
So precious, so pure, so true
I thank the setting sun
I got to share this with you

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