Another time, another place…
my tender touch on your face;
my whispered words in your ear.
These I’d do to still your fears.
Another time, another place…
my arms embraced around you;
my strength holding you close to me.
This is how it’s meant to be.
Another time, another place…
the moon alone would give us light;
the gentle breeze upon our skin.
Our first time… when love begins.
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