Monday, December 14, 2020

when the hours flee

how safe new love
is.

how easy.
how light.

to fall into one another's
arms and find
sleep.

to kiss
when greeting, when
about

to leave.

how kind new love
is.

each giving,
no worry as to what
may be
received.

when two are one.

when the hours
flee.

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