“Up this way,” he panted. “I can see the opening. We’re almost there.”
She couldn’t take another step. Sorrow filled her soul and spilled over her face. He knew that look, saw it before a million years ago. His face softened and he reached for her.
“I know you think you can’t make it, but you can. I’ve watched you climb higher mountains than this.”
He held her close, eternity washing over them. Finally she drew away.
“I can make it now, just don’t let go.”
Susan wrote @
Ok, you know I feel like I’m peeking into something maybe I shouldn’t, but I’m honestly and truly happy for you both. Funny thing is that I don’t “know” either of you, but your words tell the story 
writesome wrote @
Susan, thank you for responding to our public display of affection. I think we better “get a room” or at least a private spot for all this good stuff. Or, then again, maybe not…why keep this secret?
Susan wrote @
Well, I promise to not be the third virtual wheel here…but don’t hide too much. I am by no means an expert but I sincerely think you write such beautiful poetry. It leaves me in awe that you can express so much emotion in so few words. At least keep giving us that much!
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I won’t let go, found you now, it’s time to go, let it out – let it flow, feel the warm breeze it is near, when you hold my hand I have no fear, strength of two makes it clear, we will make it through and be here, feel it now, it can be true, hear the words, I love you.