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May 2015
Tonight is Friday night
.
Nothing special, just you and I.
Yet it just seems right,
On this night things seem to change.
Even though on the outside,
we remained the same.
We share a gaze for hours but seemingly minutes until...
You cuddle in close,
I hold you ever so tight.
Until our lips meet,
the first kiss of mine.
Kyle Dickey
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