Memory

by linds   Oct 26, 2006


And the last song of the night comes on,
and she hears the ever familiar words
to their song surround her...

she feels his warm embrace around her waist
and hears him whisper
for one last dance that night...

and as they start to dance, moving to the slow beat of the song, he whispers into her ear,

"You look absolutly gorgeous tonight...I love you, I always will, you're more than perfect, you're my everything."

and they just get lost in the song, in the moment, in eachother....

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