Smooth as Sand, a poem

What wind of the greater soul
Blew your sand into my crevices?
So fine a grit that all my dips and hollows
Became smooth and seamless?
What sun broke through dark
Clouds the first day we met
and I knew that dusk
would never again be night?
What cool water leaked
across burn and scar and
made them invisible
once again?
What scarlet bridge formed
Across what canyon
to bring you to me?
Love, only love.
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