that secondless moment
she took my hand and we simply became lost in the glimpse,
i was nervous but held within her finger tips,
the moment was magical with easch second was secondless,
i knew that when the night was over mymind would be left in this,
i would look into her eyes and see the glare from the light above,
it was a fragile love but to me it was enough,
time was no obstacle but we both knew it wasnt our focus,
we become lost in the music and its just us before we know it,
honestly it felt like it was just us the whole time,
because she was all i saw with that glare in her eye,
the night was almost over and it was a memory to be kept,
almost as if that secondless moment never left.
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