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Laying in carnations frolicking in the knee high grass.

Sliding swiftly through the waist high tundra. Staying afloat in the chin high waters. Searching for a place to rest its head at night.

Dreamcatchers overflow with memories of you. The cold spot on my bed is imprinted with your curves.

Your smell lingers throughout my closet. Closest thing to an angel I've ever seen.

Caramel sweetness coats your essence as bumblebees mistake your fragrance for the sweetest nectar they'll ever taste.

Honey like laughs sugar coat the walls with your innocents.

Don’t think too much and the rest will follow.

Don’t think too much and the rest shall follow.

Constellations rearrange themselves in your presence.

Gods bow in your stature. I’ve never seen such a beautiful disaster.

Your eyes sparkle like granite in its rarest form, holding its gracefulness in the solid mass that surrounds your atmosphere.

Passion orbits your solar systems’ three moons brightening the amethyst in your heart.

But where do I start?

Better yet, where do I finish?

Breaking down each and every blemish you possess to watch your insecurities diminish. Peeling apart each layer and wall of bashfulness to watch confidence shine through the cracks that were once plastered over with fear.

And all I got was a tear...

Laying incarnations frolicking in the knee high grass.

Sliding swiftly through the waist high tundra.

Staying afloat in the chin high waters. Searching for a place to rest its head at night.