one year from now

I just want to run my fingers down your spine
  and kiss your bare shoulders
  as our legs are tangled under the sheets

Let me whisper to you
  and kiss your ear and
  smell you as we hold hands

We'll look at ourselves in our eyes
  and smile
  as a warm, gentle breeze rolls in through the open window

You'll giggle and blush
  and put your hand on my chest
  while I play with your hair

I'll stroke your hair
  as your make circles with your fingers
  on my stomach

The gentle breeze will never stop
  and we'll never stop whispering
  as we look at ourselves in each other.

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