06 OF CHERRY BLOSSOMS AND BLUE RASPBERRY POPSICLES

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you are
the sapphire
to my
ruby,
we waltz
in perfect harmony,
step by step,
never
missing a beat.
our hearts,
syncopated
to the sounds
of life
all around us.

you are
the dandelion bloom
to my
popsicle stains.
it's like
being back
in middle school.
puppy love
and heart eyes,
paper cranes
and the petals raining
from
cherry trees
outside our school.

you are
the branches of the trees
to my
whipping wind.
sway easy in my breeze,
like breathing in
my breath.
and all i can say—
with my
mouth full of leaves and
all the little
notes we pass in class—
is
i love you.

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