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Warm to the touch, your hand on my knees. Watching the birds land on glistening trees. Wind caressed my hair on the summer breeze. The kiss of your lips. The sun in your eyes. You must've been sent from above, your energy is so divine. 5/19/19
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 3:47 PM UTC
Summer With You
Warm to the touch, your hand on my knees. Watching the birds land on glistening trees. Wind caressed my hair on the summer breeze. The kiss of your lips. The sun in your eyes. You must've been sent from above, your energy is so divine. 5/19/19
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 3:47 PM UTC
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