spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Your love, a delicate seed.
My words, to water and flow.
Our passion, the heat of the sun.
A kiss, now watch it grow.
tara caribou | ©2020
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This is beautiful
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Thank you!
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My pleasure
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Short, sweet and heartwarming! ❤ Love your tender words here 🙂
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I saw your comment and thought… what did I write?? Apparently wrote this at 4am and I was not fully awake. haha… I should be banned from posting when I’m half asleep. I’m glad you liked it though.
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It was lovely to read. 😀 Keep the midnight oil burning – that’s often where the best ideas come from!
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Delightfully evoked and crafted
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Thank you!
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It’s a pleasure
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🌻 💛
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