Rosé colored glasses

Bubbles rising the walls of chilled glass Bursting and fizzing in a golden pink haze Similar to the color of early fall sunsets The fizzy feeling... of bubbles bursting As they crash against your lip And cascade around with your tongue Sunsets and sunrises in their radiant yellow hazed blush With cool breezes and warm sunlight Crisp and fresh every breath How I sip and savor all of it that is you You've filled my life with a pink haze You've left me in an eternal golden hour I love my rosé colored lens Every explosive kiss Every fresh breath and beautiful thought Every bit of it is my favorite Because you have tainted my view Can i thank you enough?

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