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Jul 2014
An excuse to hold eye contact with you
Such soft giggles and deep laughter ensue
You take my hand or go around my waist
Dancing, between us with less and less space

Your breath and mine, the only tune we need
I could dance all night to your slow heartbeat
Our feet drag easily through the cool sand
You spin me around, my heart in your hand

The rise and fall of the waves’ trough and crest
Parallels with my head on your broad chest
Much more than rain was our gift from above
Protection, and a sign of God’s great love

Fire between us must remain subdued
I’m falling, sweet Joshua, just for you
M K Whitmore
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