Seven hours ago I walked with you in the moonlight. We dallied until only a handful of stars were left: the last vestiges of night. Now the sky is pink and waiting; morning holds its breath.
Seven hours is not enough to make up for all the lost years.
Christine Hanolsy 
I really like “morning holds its breath” because we also don’t know what’s going to happen with these lovers. My reading was that they have to part again.
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*sigh* Just what I needed this afternoon. I love the idea of two people coming back together and taking their time.
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‘Morning holds it breath’ is so beautiful.Lovers separating and meeting always grips my heart.
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Ah! So much beauty here.
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I loved this. I want to know more. Why all the years were lost, what the back story is, and so on. I’m also a sucker for love stories. 🙂
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I am a fool for love stories. This one held all the promise of a new chance. ❤
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*hahaha* I should have guessed it would appeal to you. I’m a sucker for love stories too. 🙂
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