Jun 2015
Summer air
Brisk cool on your face
I kiss your cheek
forehead centers your chi
Dew on our feet
I look at you
While you look at a tree
You are my galaxy
A blissful feeling
You ask "our we at peace"?
Brisk cool on your face
I kiss your cheek
forehead centers your chi
Dew on our feet
I look at you
While you look at a tree
You are my galaxy
A blissful feeling
You ask "our we at peace"?
in the middle of a two week long acid binge I fell in love...
(Naperville)
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