It was cold outside.
Thick skies, heavy air.
It was almost midnight,
But you said, "Last place, I swear".

Arm around my shoulder,
It made me warm.
Stroked it rather slower,
As we walked over the lawn.

Walking hand-in-hand,
We came to a stop.
On a beautiful land,
We stood on top.

It was a beautiful sight
Standing on a cliff.
Everything felt right.
It was the perfect gift.

Beneath it was a little river,
Making it all complete.
Whispered to me, "you're my lover".
Anytime, I'd love to put that on repeat.