Why Oh You

November 4, 2015

Loving you is like arose

Beauty continues to unfold.

Dvinity in the palm of my hands,

our hands, your hands when it intertwines.

Even as the sun sets,

I know there's hope for another day

The glow in your eyes

gleaming with affection

Every minute with you is worth it.

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