To love you
is to believe in magic.
as in the children’s fairytales that don’t make sense
but that fit together perfectly nonetheless.
With you, hope runs down like a waterfall into every crevice
between the hardness of the rocks.
Calmly chaotic
softness
lending its hand to roughness.
Grounding,
it shouldn’t work but it does,
perfectly.
To love you is to believe in to know
magic.
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