Gleaming Love?

When he looks at me, his copper skin shining, his blue eyes glowing, swallowing all my balance to where I want to fall over, I can't help but smile. Thinking of him makes the world be bright. It makes the blue skys blue. It makes the sun shine through. Through the clouds and uncovers every bit of shade, sadness, and darkness.





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