Amber

-…everything needs to be touched to be…,- her amber smile said.
-..hm, to be believed. You’re so right. Your sentence is here, makes sense and see, I do believe it,- reflected the iceberg of his eye.
-I didn’t say to believe. I said to TOUCH…
And so his touch stretched out
Hesitantly at first
Then meeting
Her
Ice melted in tears of pure joy
-You meant just TO BE🥳
Her soft laughter joined his in a synchronised melody.
-True…💜