To My Darling
At your kiss
my sun arises.
At your touch
my being scatters
into a splay of vibrant color
creating the most fantastic of sunsets.
The culprit of time
preys after our youth,
but love remains
untouched.
Just as times sand falls
to the bottom of the glass
as do I for you, my love
continuously.
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I'm a curly girl with a love stricken heart as my write hand (pun intended), and a full time malenial/junior in college with subtle dreams of becoming a writer.
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