That feeling

The simple things in life,
Are ours ever more.

There two heart that beat,
Or a little bit more,

Like a fresh fallen flake.
As the snow does begin.

Or a flower opened bright
on the first day of spring

a walk hand in hand
as you see the moonlight

a hug you return
and he holds you so tight

your feet in the sand
as they sink into two

a feeling you get
when its just me and you