The moon shimmered over the waters, as we dipped our worn out toes into it.
My fingers, dirty with the muck we just trekked through, slipped slowly in between yours.
You didn't mind. You never really did.
Your soft eyes floated over my face, filled with a love that you never needed to spell out.
I pulled out a few stray leaves that were tangled up in your ruffian hair.
Lay a small peck on your bearded cheek that I knew would make your soul swell up with a form of pride & possibly glee.
We didn't know where the others were and you were a little tense.
Your head began bobbing, searching the terrain for any sign of them.
I squeezed your hand wordlessly, asking you to worry a little later.
A little reluctant, you pulled your nubile fingers out and wrapped your entire body around me.
Smiling I snuggled into your chest.
Smelling of sweat, mud and possibly goo with not a care in the world, we melted into each other's being.
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