In the busy crowd.
Surrounded by the voices.
I had my dream walking.
Hand in hand,
The reality was fantasy.
And fantasy was reality.
But few moments were -
More magical than the magic,
More beautiful than the most beautiful.
It was when his arm curled around me.
And his lips kissed mine.
The quiet and love wrapped us,
That is the moment alone.
Among the many,
embedded deep in my heart
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