He doesn’t see limits here,
not with her, where he has laid his heart
and she sees light where it was dark,
her heart cracking open, the joy spilling out
It’s a place where it is warm enough
to walk near the ocean,
cool enough to need more nuzzling,
and time doesn’t stand a chance
They might frolic here
though the world would see them as too old
for such things;
love doesn’t stay inside the lines
She likes to say he is dreamy
and he laughs his twinkly laugh telling her
she is the fantasy and they both laugh
real, earthy laughs in their slice of heaven.
The Word Rummager 
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