Flecks of dandelion yellow,

In a crystalline dew drop,

The reflection of a light that’s low,

Shows a green that makes my thoughts stop.

Honey hair grazes freckled skin,

Creating a canopy,

Surrounding two pools to dive in,

And moonlight that wants to take me.

I caress his unmarked shore,

Focusing on fluttering water,

Restless of knowing I’ll need more,

Of these colors that bring me farther.

On land, the passion in his face,

Is something I cannot erase.


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