You Will Know

November 8, 2017

When a sunrise is in your chest

and the colors spill

into your eyes

and the violet and pink and warm orange

fills your gaze,

When a snowfall sparkles

fresh and new

over harsh words

and forgives,

When a falling star

glowing and warm

glides through your mind,

When the ocean's depth

seems too shallow to describe

all that you feel,

You will know what love is.

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