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I wanted to be floating so I could look down on us. The perfect



Peace and comfort we cast off into the autumn-tinged night air.



Our conversation drifting out into the mica tipped forests,



Melting into the ebony skies and our laughter splattered the



Stars.



The woods weren't so dark when you kissed my cheek that



Way, when your over-worked, calloused hand slipped up my back



And I began to daydream in the night. We looked at airplanes



in the sky and were thankful out loud to be on the ground. I



Felt my face shimmer when you whispered I love you.



It was a magical place with your mystified gaze.



And I loved you too.