And all I wanted,
was security, a simple smile, while I was
stuck in survival.
You are the soul,
I rise to meet.
I dash towards your light,
embracing the sun in your eyes,
that brazen crinkling at the corners.
Our tender, accidental touches.
A sigh goes unnoticed,
a reddening of freckled cheeks,
and a racing heartbeat.
You’re my connection to this place,
my own, warming flame.
You’ve shown me mercy,
like that of Christ,
at my most lonely.
You’ve opened my eyes;
then, brought me to higher states.
I will get to your place, one day. Thank you for sharing your space.
Dawning Creations 
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