Divine Love

Gentle boy

Beautiful boy

Words as sweet as peaches roll off your tongue

Coffee eyes made of the Earth’s richest soil

They’ve seen the ugliest storms

But grow miraculous gardens

Lips that move like honey

Speaking of the nights stars

Holding beneath them black matter

Your delicate hands hold love

Touch with care

Feel with deep emotion

Give with patience

A smile more precious than emeralds

More satisfying than lemons and raspberries

As intense as mountain peaks

The rain is no longer cold

The day is no longer loud

The night is no longer fearful

Your gaze keeps me grounded

Your presence keeps me safe

Your soul keeps my life beautiful

– Vanessa Ferronato

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