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To his unending warmth, with care |
| We breathe together in our sanctuary Crossed trees and brambles in knots, They’re the lock and key to our place Made of sun, shade, and a morning dew That lets your curls smooth and sprawl Lying there, burnt and blushed Your beard - a patch of daisies Plucked and placed perfectly A nose that is carved with care and purpose And lips that begin their journey You lean in With eyes of home and ambered honey And I do too Our beards together - a meadow The trees whir away, The grass breaks to pieces, As we fall into our moment together |