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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