Without noticing they had fallen,
fallen deeply in love with the roots of each other.
Kisses that meant more than any word could,
kisses that meant more than any promise could.
Their love meant more than the loud, outrageous voices that had to be tamed.
They led each other through perception and ran through pain. Together.
Hand in hand,
late in June,
They loved against odds.
My love is with all the victims and families in Orlando.
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