you've found me at last.
love was waiting, patiently. smiling.
it was tapping its finger mischievously,
love knew i had to wait for this.
i get to trace my fingers over freckles,
run my hands through dark brown curls,
gaze into green and gold eyes in the morning light,
i am allowed to hold on tighter,
stare longer,
breathe deeper.
i have waited so long for this.
it scares me because i swear i see myself,
poor and in bliss, unpacking our things together.
finally finding my home for my heart and soul.
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