VII

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She took
him
above the hills,
under the
moonlight;
her favorite
place,
their
favorite place.

She suddenly
faced him,
held again
his hands,
smiled sweetly,
and reached
for his radiant
lips.

It was quick,
but for sure
it would be
a long long
memory.

"Do you miss this?"

"Everyday."
He answered.

And now,
it's his
turn to
kiss her.

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