Shines


Stealing kisses
And quick hugs.
Communicating glances
And those impulsive smiles.

Long phone calls
And those silent words.
Sweet night dreams
And those lovely thoughts.

The apparent relativity of time,
And the consuming greed of being with each other.
Butterflies in stomach,
And in eyes,
Those shine.

You surely by know now,
What I am talking about and how.
Which ever way we try to put it,
It surely puts a smile on our face.
As pure as our own inner peace.

In it we all surely do shine.


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