-A repost-
See the skies
light in blue,
and the beaming spectrums
of the horizon fade in pink,
as the dusk is nearly through.
It doesn’t matter
if it’s coming
from the desert of south,
nor from the pole of north–
what matters,
is we savor this moment
as we gaze at this aurora together
until the sun rises anew.
So hold me close,
and let our most brutal
winter night
pass away.
Let our lips
ignore the flowing of gentle tears,
as our bodies
indulge to the burning passion
of our yesterday.
Because what truly matters,
is we let our hearts
embrace the hope
this new morning brings;
as our souls
unfold the grace
in goodbye.

Beautiful, beautiful imagery and words Aina. This makes me yearn for earthly love to share my divine love! 🙂
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You made me smile, Brad. = ) thank u (gazillion times)!☺️
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Have a wonderful day in glorious Hawaii!
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And you as well, wherever you are–thank you, Brad!
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NW Arkansas. I visited Oahu once. It’s a beautiful place to live!
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Nw? Arkansas is apparently at 46, it’s still pretty cold. So, keep warm! And good luck to that divine love. Thanks again! 😊
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Yes, I’d rather be on a sunny beach! Thanks Aina. 🙂
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