The Kiss

Nature never did betray the heart that loved her. – William Wordsworth

I stood under a willow tree in the soft morning light and thanked the Universe for the abundance of love I have in and around me.
At that precise moment, the sun appeared from somewhere behind the weeping leaves, and gently kissed my face.
Like a lover.

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