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In lulling dulcet hues
between fragile onionskin pages
we reside you and i
sepia ink turned iridescent
with every whisper
of never ending softness

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The way your hand rests
like moonlight on snowdrops
against the small of my back
promises written without weight
only visible in the sighs
of supple winter nights

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Our fingers thread together
in a symphony only angels hear
and my tears carry a thankfulness
only willows could understand
for my heart overflows
with the beauty you resonate

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Tuck me close against your heart
breathing in every reason
to melt into your tomorrow
like expiring icicles
crying into a river of release
exhaling the color of my eyes
and all that's left is hope

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So speak gentle in muted tones
that wash us in a dream of ever after
like dewdrops gathering on violet petals
and we will remain you and i
in a wish of twilight hours
pressed seamless between forever and always


ThugLuv Poetry Y'all