our fingers intertwined
the soft curve of a cheek against mine
my fingers in their hair
leaning, always leaning against me
sadness when we leave
joy when we return
faces lit and tongues unloosed
secrets in our ears
growing, seeking, finding
pushing, exploring, becoming
under our protection
knowing they are loved
letting them go
sharing doubts and hope and faith
letting them be free
An awesome description!! ❤❤
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Thank you!!❤️
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My pleasure
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Beautiful
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Thank you!
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