Tomorrow

standing beneath
the midnight skies
and twinkling stars,
the chill
of the spring breeze
sends shivers
through my body.

our lips inching closer
as your hands
rest upon my waist.

your eyes
searching
until they meet mine,
sparkling.

my hands in your hair,
our lips meet
and right now
is all that matters.

we let the moment take us
knowing tomorrow will come
and everything will be the same.

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