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I wrote our initials in the sand
surrounded by a large heart
on a late summer afternoon
as the sun was setting,
then dove into a twilight ocean
waiting for the tide to come in
so that I could drown again
*deep within the love of us

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I was having a dream…

you were lying next to me
soundly asleep
in our soft bed,
satin sheets
and goose down pillows
as the sun began to rise
painting our room in shades
of apricot and tangerine

I was holding you
gently in my arms,
feeling your heart beat,
mesmerized by rhythmic breaths,
gazing upon your enchanting face
as dawn’s blushing glow
illumined your beauty,
falling in love all over again

When you slowly woke,
opening those maple sugar eyes,
finding me watching you
and smiled the most
beautiful smile I had ever seen
as I whispered
“Good morning beautiful”

And I didn’t want it to end
but it did as I awoke,

sensing the morning sunshine
through closed eyelids
and upon opening them
found you staring at me
with that beautiful smile
and when you whispered
“Good morning handsome”

I knew right then and there
my dream would be never-ending

A flower so grand
in itself, vivid in
details, following no pattern
like the leaves of the plant.

All the leaves are the same
but a single flower so distinct
one does and the other doesn't
add to the plant's fame.

In its life of just a day, it steals the show
and spreads so much happiness
though the leaves may, in silence keep low,
diligently work for air's cleanliness.


Even then it sticks to the branch
as its life is given by
the apparently dreary plant.
Here, all its coming generations
will choose to be born,
and this plant only will they adorn.

A life without love
Is like a night sky without the stars.
It's still there,
Just not quite as beautiful