sparkling joy
when you're my sunshine.
Cuddling of your words
is stirred in the cup of tea.
I sip and also feel
your every sip
while looking in your eyes.
I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple.
"Your thoughts are the brushstrokes that paint the canvas of your reality. What you focus on is what will eventually grow and shape t...
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