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Nov 2015
fall

like chocolate cake, sparkling water, scarlet lipstick

cold outside, warm bones, my fingers stained orange 

ablanket of leaves wrapped around me to shield from a sideways wind

winter

like stale generic coffee, warm lighting in panicked hotel rooms, hours on the phone

butterflies barely hinting at spring and a lot of other new beginnings

peppermint makes way for a new kind of warmth and i listen to your song on repeat

spring

like color in my eyes, in my hair, barefoot and shivering on the swings

long conversations behind dying headlights, tasting our city late at night

a broken heart among other things and an electric sky pushing me to freedom

midnight

like standing in the street, a crowd of messy souls bathed in a green glow

i can see my favorite constellations, sirens in the distance pull me towards the sky

i am alive, not alone, the sun is not the first one awake for once

you

like warm golden sunlight i can still feel on my skin even after the clouds appear
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