Where Love Began
Love fell over me calmly
The way a pink sunrise steadily collects the morning frost
It was a warm sheet that billowed out over me before settling back down
Soft-colored and small-winged,
butterflies came to life and breathed inside my stomach
They didn’t flutter frantically-
swooping and dashing
They floated as one;
Swelling in unison with my breathing
and one by one, I breathed them out in my sleep
Their wings brushed a glow on my skin
And they licked red roses on my cheeks
They remained there, hovering around my head
Love didn’t knock me off my feet
It asked to hold my hand
It gently rippled over me
The way a whisper in the ear ripples goose bumps over your skin
Slow and inviting,
Its embrace was like sinking into a warm bath—
I could feel that drastic line where it spread:
where the water level stops and laps at your skin
part of your body submerged,
the rest, prickly and exposed in the cold air
that line was where I was
and where love began
Love sailed towards me on the swirls of a gentle breeze
The way sail boats glide over waves on the sea
It lifted and played with my hair
I outstretched my arms and leaned into its embrace
It hugged me back
It swayed me to and fro
It lovingly tightened its grip, and it hasn’t let me go
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