Sunday, April 23, 2023

she brushes a leaf away

you can
see that they are in love.
he holds
her hand.
she brushes a leaf
from his shoulder.
no need to
talk
in the moment.
like food,
they eat when
they're hungry, speak
when
they have
something to say.
love is like that.
no sense in filling
the void,
the quietness
of love with
noise.

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