Two hands holding each other with fingers interlocked, one green and one yellow. Their nails are painted neon pink.

Being mine

Your eyes crinkle easily,

A thousand years promised in that smile.

Your lips curve completely,

An eternity promised with just simple words.

Your hands hold firmly,

With simple touches and simple words.

And I am suddenly in awe,

That how could such a person exist

And at the same time,

Be mine.

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