
When the sun sets,
And stars come quietly into view,
Your eyes and lips become the horizon,
Melted together with a soft tease.
Your hands slide over an illegal spine,
With a passion that could skyrocket through galaxies.
Everything, skin, sky, silence,
Melts at the tips of your fingertips.
Rain levels the grasslands, becoming one,
The world breathes in slow, steady rhythm,
And in that fleeting moment,
You realize…
This is where you were always meant to be.
About the Creator
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