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May 2019
Warm, blurry, dancing,
The dust mites swing through the air,
My fingers curling his hair in small circles,
I close my eyes and drift into the abyss,
The gentle hum of radio
Playing a smooth sweet melody,
I stretch out like a cat sun bathing
This basking warm feeling in my chest
Spreads and flows through my veins
Driving, down, slowly
Caressing the  elegant  Keys through the window,
Soft, and warm like the grass we lay in as we gaze up at the dark curious sky.
The purple haze of the mountain painting  brilliant streams of sunlight on the cotton clouds,
You’re strong  comforting  arms Surround me like the ocean,
Silky and silent I watch as the luminous stars dim and glow in the  velvet blue sky,
I want to stay with you,
I want build and grow and climb with you,
But that’s for time to decide,
I close my eyes and slip into the sun
Warm, blurry, dancing
Rosa Lovetta
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Rosa Lovetta
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