Love Poem: Love Is Blond
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Written by: Aimee Mazzone

Love Is Blond

With the glance of his eyes, with the touch of his hand
Space and light shift and once again I’m lost. 
For his shadow I cry and my heart’s in pieces like the sand
I hear his voice like a gift for his whispers in my ear are soft.
My love is blond, it can hardly be real
For past is the day when I didn’t know what to feel.
I kiss the curve of his lips and I touch the lines of his face
Heat and fire descend and once again I’m gone.
His company I take in sips but in gulps I want to taste
Pain and pleasure blend as his absence is much too long.
My love is blond, I’m aware of how I feel
Uncertainty is in the past and I know this time it must be real.
His sweetness fills my empty heart and on air and light I glide
Sun and warmth never seem to end and the daylight is what I find.
He pushes away the dark as his smile fills me inside
My life is about to begin as his being becomes a part of mine.
My love is blond, it’s what I know to be true
Strange as it may seem, I’ve fallen in love with you.