women

I seem to fall in love with women

who know their soul
loving it
fiercly
pure beauty
never found in magazines
gifting me shivers

laughter
like pure early mornings
listening to birds

sipping coffee
kissed by the sun
waves forming sparkles
of shine

so I learn attraction

does not belong to lovers only
but to my soul

aching for me to recognize it, to love it fiercely, as it witnesses these women

loving their own