Love is all things rare
a smile more eloquent than verse
an azure sky deeper, more seductive than silk
a bird’s song written on air
Untamed laughter of children like a tumbling stream
trees stretching taller than any can measure
a moment of stillness reaching tomorrow
the beckoning moon at the ocean’s extreme
So rare indeed and fine
that I shall never possess it, feel it, wrap myself in it
and in its constant warmth thaw my solitude
and make you mine.
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