When I think of the word love
I taste something sweet
like dark cherries that stain my lips
When I think of being loved
I feel a fizz
Champagne bubbles exploding against my skin
When I think of falling in love
It's feeling safe
Finding a home
A resting place
About the Creator
Ali SP
Ali has found a renewed passion for reading and creating. It is now a form of expression for her– another creative outlet which she works to improve upon.
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