My love is a little dog
That curls up in the crook of your knees
And lays his chin on your leg
Sweet
My heart is the first sip of the best wine
Scared like the first kiss
Strong like the last leaf
Blue
My arms are a cottage on the beach
Planted with wildflowers and tomatoes
The shutters creak and moan in the wind
True
Your smile
Your smile is the bright light of morning
That chases away the shadows
And heralds …
Everything.
Promise.
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