The Walk

I'm holding her hand on the walk home The night is young,cool breeze blowing We talk about life and we speak of love Then about loss and the ones up above She shedded tears as I shed some too The way that she cared had me so moved As close too perfect GOD's work of art She is so full of life with such a heart We get to her house,its time for the kiss My Stomache in knots,just so nervous Then it just happens,two souls collide Felt so much passion,felt so alive When we were finished,expressing our night We knew that was the walk,that started our life...