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summe vibes

  • Paula Kingsbury-Evans
  • Jun 14, 2020
  • 1 min read

the strawberry grazes her pink lips before she bites into it

she catches me staring at her

& her lips curl up in a smile

the wind blows her hair in front of my face & i can’t see anything

when i wake up

my head is in her lap

& she looks down at me & brushes hair out of my eyes

she’s laying next to me now

& her eyes are the biggest pools of light

our foreheads are touching & her warm breath caresses my cheek

she tastes like fresh strawberries & warm summer days

 
 
 

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