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(for Michele, w/love)



Tender and forgiving

of past sins, long ago heartaches,

he loves, openly

she trusts, a new.



Building those sandcastles,

lending hope to futures

threatened

w/the tide’s

lunar rapture.



And still,

he rests

a gentle offering

before her supine form,



even as

she lets

those defenses down,

exposed to his whims.



Both rest,

waiting for each other’s

breath

to fill

two empty souls

w/love and truth and hope,



away from life,

safe in sweet embrace,

content in Angel Gardens.