The dots above us stay steady
as your beauty rises and falls
with my ever going breaths.

I feel the weight of pure beauty
against my chest as a breeze flows
from the nearby water.

The sand is soft, yet unobtrusive,
the temperature is comfortable,
the breeze makes your warmth
more desirable.

Huddling close
on my back,
an angel has graced me.

She looks up from my chest
and smiles.

This must be it.
This must be the feeling I've longed for.

This must be what I've mistaken in the past
for something so opposite.


This is love.

~"Love"
~~Jake Allard
 
   

 


 
 

 
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