To Be

I am alive enough for two.

Spring flows from my fingertips and summer pours from my lungs. Beauty and love blush my cheeks and I smile, my crooked teeth shining like my soul. To laugh, to dance, to flourish on warm nights in company fit for gods... this is it. This is where youth and desire meet, in the necessary, lovely cracks of life.

I am full, I am happy, I am alive enough for two.

TC