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Ink
Ink
Him is the ink
That creates these
beautiful words
On my endearing heart
Written with infinite love
on my canvas.
I woke up late
This rainy morning
With some funny thoughts
On my mind.
I never thought we did
Those stolen moments
Before.
Those times when we
Take chances against the
Sands of time.
We were like warriors then
And them are our foes.
We met secretly by chance
And spent time till dawn.
I never regret those
Unexpected sweet
Stolen moments
We had.
You were thoughtful
And kind tho-.
Whispering endearments
I hear you utter.
And if someone ask
How do I enjoyed
Our stolen moments together
I loveĀ  spending it
With you- will be my answer.
I love stolen moments so with
You.

— The End —