How beautiful to be reflected in your eyes,
As we lay too close and not close enough.
I couldn't even understand what you were saying;
I was too engrossed watching each delicate movement of your lips.
I'm jolted back in the moment; I hear: I love you
I am whole.
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 12:11 PM UTC
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