In this fleeting moment under the clouds
Eyes closed and a dream spinning
As the wind blows and silence turns sweet
A thought comes up and still it stays
Keeps me afloat and at steady pace…
My hands do not quiver
My gaze does not shift
No conflict in these eyes
No sorrow in that touch
But a new smile on her face
And a song on her lips.
Let me savor this moment
Let me hold it tight…
I was waiting for an answer
Maybe its happiness, maybe it is…
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