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He walks alongside her in the soft light of dusk.
To share the space between each step, rather than lead or follow.
Her walk is a gentle rhythm, which he matches without thinking.
Listening to both her words and the gaps in which silence dwells.
Streetlights hum overhead, casting gold light over the damp sidewalk.
And the delicate fragrance of the night air clings to the fringes of their path.
To accompany the lady is more than just getting to her destination.
It is to protect small pleasures, such as the comfort of slow moments,
The protection of an umbrella, the comfort of companionship in the cold air.
It is to speak without speaking, to make commitments without chains.
And to know that the greatest journey is sometimes
It's just strolling through the silence together.