Makenna
Opalescent eyes of a warm
Summer Day
Our cotton dresses flow
Musical laughter under the Oak tree
Faces in the grass; we breath in
The earth that made us
Lips like a freshly picked Apple
A sunlit embrace of light and love
They can’t take this away
Because She loves me
And I love Her
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