Coruscate

Heaven must be listening to my prayers

You’re like being found, after being lost

Your eyes look like my kind of universe

Your whispers sound just like our song

Your moments are like grace in motion

Your hand inside mine feels like a waltz

Your heartbeats move me like a moon

Your touch feels like waves of comfort

Your warm embrace feels like my home

And girl, your moist lips taste like…love

.

Poet of the Light © 2020

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