Published: 03 Oct 2024 › Updated: 03 Oct 2024
Alone
Alone, we turn into poetry
what yesterday was mere fantasy,
downwind, withstanding the tide,
until a smile sees us.
Time to laugh loudly,
Slow kisses, souls in conversation.
Alone, in search of the encounter,
where admiration is the center.
Where you will always find shelter,
without losing momentum or shelter.
Alone, until the words
be acts, love that overflows.
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