Petal lips unfurl,
aches of release—
a dying breath,
set in motion.
Hosted gold brims,
dew-kissed pearls,
echoing tides—
jade with rose.
Sky-borne wings,
fall into place,
against the embrace,
of a cerulean ceiling—
weightless and free.
∞
A timid smile answers,
curving softly in devotion,
whispering the secrets—
of my undying heart.
”I’ve known from the start.”