Dandelion #11

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I want you to love me,
Like that of a hot chocolate drink,
On a stormy day — warm.
Like that of the city lights,
On a moonless night — poly​chro​mat​ic.

And I hope that even if
You don't end up loving me,
When you think about love,
My name will come across your mind.

©BellaCoronel
05.17.21

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