Not Another Love Poem

Lying in soft grass

Eyes on the sky

Eyes on each other

Blue sky and his blue eyes


I tell him my dreams

He tells me his fears

We laugh and we cry

The fear disappears


The sky fades to pink

Fingers intertwined

Confessions to be told

That we don’t seem to mind


Orange clouds ballet

Darkening light

Comforting gaze

Beautiful sight


When our lips finally meet

And breaths become one

Stars dance overhead

Ascent has begun

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