Precious Moments

In that moment, that precious moment,
We let go of inhibitions and fear,
We are vulnerable with each other
And our stories of hurt we share.
A solemn face is gently stroked 
By loving hands that brush against her hair.
With tears in my eyes I kiss her lovingly,
And wipe away her tears.

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