If you'd have me, I'd love to take you to the cliff's edge. When the sky is dark and cloudy and the waves crash softly, in humble restraint of their power. We would study the stars, sand collecting in our hair. I would hold you close and tuck the hair behind your ear. Our lips would meet gently with our eyes closed tight and the music of the ocean leading a long overdue first unrestrained dance.
If you'd have me.
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