These Lazy Days
About we lie and laugh and laze
In these hot and hazy lust-filled days,
Counting clouds amongst temperatures rising:
A world of us two, and from others are hiding,
Sharing personal jokes only we understand.
Facing each other, you reach for my hand,
And in that moment, a bond’s made and sealed,
A secret pact good as long as we feel
These majestic moments that make up the “now”:
As sure and as sacred as a vocalized vow.
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