For T.B.
The sunsets melting colors together,
Behind a horizon of mountains.
Supple oranges,
Shining yellows,
And beauteous purples.
The sunset's light kisses your face.
Shadowing the lines of your face.
Looking off as though you are in a dream.
Though I am looking at you because you are my dream.
I look away nervously,
The butterflies stirring in their cage.
You take my hand and bend down a bit.
You kiss me, and it tastes like fresh, crisp apples.
My face hot from blushing,
Blood rushes around my body.
Standing in your embrace, my head on your chest.
I see a light turn on in your eyes through the shadows.
We then walk off, the sunset to our backs.
I peek back at the melting pot of colors,
A silver lining---I smile.
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