under a dimming sky
they swayed in a quiet rhythm
steps worn soft by memory
the world around them fell silent
just the whisper of her dress
and his steady breath
filling the cool air
shadows stretched longer
the music slowing
as they held each other close
feeling the weight of time
in each step
the last note lingered
and they stood still
clinging to that final moment
before the night took them back
The Creative Chic
The Creative Chic 
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I love you ❤️
I love you too ☺️
What a fond jump back to some memories for me. Great work!
I’m glad about that. Thank you, dear friend.
Wow! I so love when you write of the time in between – the twilight and memories and moments relived!!! Bellissimo, My Dear! Bellissimo!!
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Thank you, Chuck! Your kindness mean so much to me!
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Magical, ghost love?
Definitely ❤️