He took her non-beating heart and breathed life back into it,

With each of his loving words spoken over her,

His fingertips painting songs against her canvas,

His eyes dancing across her, as if she was a hidden masterpiece being seen for the first time,

His desire to see her bloom was unending…

~ by jbritt

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