A poem in dim light

A dream

Beauty

French language

Candles

Sensuality

Safety

Being

Fire, changing, staring, gazing

What is love?

A dream.

Sharing

Music

Fearlessness

But not recklessness.

I’m not wrong.

The elements.

Passion

In all the elements.

A photo imagined.

A moment.

A white table clothed

Table on the beach

The wind.

Following.

Love. dim light

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