The tip of my nose and her nose
touch in silence; my eyes strive
to focus, but can't.
Love is in-
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And sometimes quite giddy and foolish. And that's why we call it love! It frees us to be silly sometimes. In the comfort of someone we trust. Nice poem, Tan. L
This one works beautifully. I enjoyed it very much. Sincerely, Alison