Us is Real

June July or August when was it…..
Meeting for the 1st time of many first times
We configured for making this world leave us behind
That storied night, nothing will change
As we drank ate, kissed neck and drank more
Randomly walking around searching for our next stop
Love was in the air, we were real
All that could, would, should, and did
There is escaping our amazing beings nudging up to each other
Cuddling up, like we were born in the same cradle together
Budding up, I could feel we made magic
I love you.

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