My Loved One

My Loved One

Dark curls linger over alabaster
Cheeks, puffed with the smile of
Warm affection. Italian pains
Push through centuries of evolution,
Expressed in a frantic kiss. Our battle,
A running commentary on society,
Is to create moments of sanctuary.
Spooning glory, clutching love,
Happy to share insanity in a
World directed by the heart.

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