Nestled

I just wanna walk with
You, my hand nestled around
The crook of your arm, the
Cold evening breeze chaperones
Peaceful, along the boulevard;
You laughed to something that I
Said, and I did too, for the
Joy your presence made;
Stay this moment and we’ll
Never be closer, yet never too
Far, from now to forever.

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