The mischief in my eyes
travels all the way to your soul
The playfulness in your voice
only I understand it whole

And somewhere
in between these spaces,
we fall in love.

And if need be, I’d travel;
I’d wade across this storm within me
to be lulled by the quiet ocean in you.
Just as you’d fly
across your turbulent skies
to find home in my cloudless one.

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