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dandelion eyes, rose petal lips counting down the seconds until our next kiss like rolling thunder, impatience rumbles through me because even wrapped in your arms, I finally feel free the time passes as slow as the color of your skin honey, sweet, honey… oh, how I yearn to drink you in and as the sun sets on yet another lonely night I delight in the way it peeks through the blinds rays of gold shimmer in, finding rest upon my cheek all I feel is your warmth and on my heart, havoc wreaks for even in this golden hour — the time that reminds me most of you — eons will pass  before I am once again close to you
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Aug 15, 2022
Aug 15, 2022 at 2:07 PM UTC
golden hour
dandelion eyes, rose petal lips counting down the seconds until our next kiss like rolling thunder, impatience rumbles through me because even wrapped in your arms, I finally feel free the time passes as slow as the color of your skin honey, sweet, honey… oh, how I yearn to drink you in and as the sun sets on yet another lonely night I delight in the way it peeks through the blinds rays of gold shimmer in, finding rest upon my cheek all I feel is your warmth and on my heart, havoc wreaks for even in this golden hour — the time that reminds me most of you — eons will pass  before I am once again close to you
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Aug 15, 2022
Aug 15, 2022 at 2:07 PM UTC
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