I loved the walk in the evening
The dusky street lit by the soft lamp lights,
set the perfect stage for the short walk.
Your warm hand holding mine so steadily,
as if you'd never let go.
Your startled turn on the way back
when you heard the bicycle,
your hand instinctively tightening on my waist
made my heart thump.
What a wonderful walk in the evening.
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