In your eyes a fairytale.
In your smile salvation.
A tender caress
and soft fingertips across my brow.
A whisper and a kiss.
Soft and quick that leaves a thought of never happened.
In your hair the morning light.
In your movement fun and games.
Laughter is poetry from your lips.
Tears the end of the world.
The warmness of you
like a furnace warming my heart.
Coming home was never before coming home.
Until you.
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