Dear Love

You are the freedom

You are the lifted weight

You are the big blue sky, but the rock on the ground

 

Although, you are not the pebble on the shore

Or the claustrophobic tress

You are the light rain of relief on a cloudy day

 

You could be the cliff

But you could also be the stars

Your embrace is the warmth of the sun

And you always are the big blue sky

This poem is about: 
Me
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