Non-Erotic PoetryOuter Banks Eveninga walk without words
two hands clutch
fingers speak volumes
the glue of togetherness
our framework of memories
sunset over the sound
heavens become a carnival
God creates the hues
but YOU are the warmth
I bask in
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