Something shifted in me during those summer months -
Maybe from the sun-peppered waves of the Caribbean Sea,
The flesh of papaya, the yellow fibers of mango stuck in teeth,
Or the sincerity and depth of his horizon-blue eyes -
And it stripped away my layers, left me bare and reduced to nothing
But the unconditional love at my core. And from this place
I will rebuild, restore and re-nourish my life until each day
Lifts with heart-song and is streaked with summer’s ease.
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