I Get Swept Away

I get swept away by thoughts of you, memories yet to happen. When we’re walking our kids down the street, hand in hand, a family founded on love.

And this is where it starts. With us. With love and passion. A foray of fierce kisses. In bed, keeping each other awake. Wide awake until the night is faded.


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