It's early morning and I
spend this time of colors
brightening and sounds
resonating.

Of plans still shaking
off the dew which overnight
brought life to tomorrow.

You are
kisses reflected on my
waiting tears. With hugs
waiting in my arms

for you.

The Pleasure of this are the
moment radicalized.  I
will never let you go.

Parades of Angels
pass over me.  Send
your music.
.
Test me not too long
alone  Beauty is
Loves indulgence.
Time is

Layers against
Our bodies, warm with

Each other

Rainbowed


Caroline Shank
March 8  2025
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