Talie Helene

Sparklebomb

How I dearly love your honest hands
So strong and broad, so warm and gentle
When I place my brow against your brow
When we get this close it feels like flying

She said, “I like you like this –
When we’re so close, we’re out of focus.”
She said, “I love you like this.”

He said, “Blurry?”
She said, “Shining like a star.”
He said, “Blurry.”
She said, “Shining like a star –
Shining like the star
You really are.”

How I dearly love your tradesman hands
See the way they’re stained and rough from working
When I slip my hand inside your hand
If you asked, I’d give myself forever

She said, “I like you like this –
When we’re so close, we’re out of focus.”
She said, “I love you like this.”

He said, “Blurry?”
She said, “Shining like a star.”
He said, “Blurry.”
She said, “Shining like a star –
Shining like the star
You really are.”

How I dearly love your dimpled smile
Lighting up the room like a thousand candles
When I press my lips upon your lips
When we get so close we become ‘together’

She said, “I like you like this –
When we’re so close, we’re out of focus.”
She said, “I love you like this.”

He said, “Blurry?”
She said, “Shining like a star.”
He said, “Blurry.”
She said, “Shining like a star –
Shining like the star
You really are.”

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