When The Night Comes:by Raymond Roy

When the night comes,without the light of day, precious diamonds lose their luster. But in the darkness, love lives on.

Softness of a gentle kiss good night.

Warming a cold hand under a tee shirt
Sharing a laugh

Sharing a concern

The rhythm of each other breathing

A warm back to lean against.

When the night comes, Love lives on

Hugged my wife and this rainbow appeared-(true story)
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