Slow, steady beat, lolling down memory lane with heart beating faster, the closer I get to you.
All the years haven't killed our love, it's still the same after thirty-seven years of marriage.
So placid, calm, always remaining in each other's arms, no matter the time of day.
Standing together, always being reminded of our beginning desire when we first met, memories softened with age and love.
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