Meeting Her At the Airport
I've never seen two kissers more in love
The smiles curving their faces interlocked at a baggage claim,
Our modern symbol of distance crashing into connection.
You are my everything
I change point of view over you.
Magic resides in the present.
And a kiss such as this remains forever.
"Where do we go from here,"
You might ask.
"To my family, to my love, to our
Growing season."
I wouldn't say the last bit cuz it need not be said.
Our walk will say it all.
Our love we will tread.
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