love.

when time stands still

hold my hand through the while.

tell me what you make of the universe,

stitch my world with the color of your being.

set it ablaze with the brilliance of you, you,

                                      you.

we won’t need words, love. we’ll talk in constellations,

i’ll read you in the way your eyes drop, the way they

catch and hold light, the way moments stand

still,

in your presence.

 

 

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