And Then We Kissed
Love is life. And if you
miss love, you miss life.
Love is fragile. Handle it
with care
like a sea shell you find
on the shoreline,
the pink lips of its
insides wet, and tender, vulnerable.
Love is fragile. Handle it
with care
like the petal of a flower,
so easily crushed and
undone.
Love is fragile. Handle it
with care
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