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A clear bottle with red and white wrapping.
Lost in a ocean of dark brown
The taste of something new, something refreshing.
Without fear that you'd be anything other than yourself.
Hands wouldn't play apart of how much or how little you'd give
As I'd be grateful you thought enough of me to present yourself the way
Remaints of my love, my lost love,
How else would she know,
Would she find her way back
I found no pleasure, being torn in such a way,
With no eyes to weep I became blind by the sun
A quick rush of emotion,
Weightless, almost breathless,
You've become the reason I pray more. Constant whispers that echo in thanks.
Transcending through an open door that was once closed.
As I've only dream't of days like this.
The opening of your arms, the caress of your lips.
The peering of the sun peaking through the clouds.
Accompained by deep shades of blue and white.
An infinite light given by the gift of your eyes.
A slight whisper seen in the rays of the sun.
I deliberately stained my lips with the edible arrangement of her heart,
Savoring the hint of love
Each morning she grants me the unique privilege of providing a smile on her face
I know quite a bit about the simple things.
To watch her walk in and delight herself with the croissant of open lips
A splash or two of milk painting her smile.
I just might have to bring her breakfast one day
Just to return the favor