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roses

god
no one's ever made me write so much poetry like you have
butterfly-ridden, dreamy eyes, cheeky little smile
i don't know what to do with myself.

i also wonder if it's a part of growing up, this
falling for you despite loving my independence

and being able to trust myself and you a lot better than i would have
had i even just been a year younger.

i suppose a lot changes in a year
and i'm glad i met you, for real

like dreaming in warm honey sunlight
feeling like the waters are about to change
(the air already has)

wind blowing through my hair and drawing me closer to you
you bring me home.

you are so damn surreal to me
yet i love you for every bit of you being human

yet also knowing i'm not in love just yet
just letting this mellow sweetness abide in the time left

till i see you again, maybe
and something about the cold rain makes it feel ever so sweeter

just lovely spun amber dancing round my mind like caramel
drizzling across frosted cupcakes and gold edible glitter

whistling the loveliest tune i've ever heard
you are so golden it makes me blush darkened shades of honey

how many times can i dance in this dream till i fall again and again?
holding my hand in your pocket as we walk under the umbrella

huddling closer because you're afraid the rain will fall on me.
autumn tones and iridescent shades of rainbows

i can never see things the same way again
because you haven't given me rose-tinted glasses, you've taken them away

and shown me, truly, what myriads of true colour exist
in the streets and rivers and even in the reflections of rain

around me.
the weather forecast says "mostly cloudy", but i

think it's a lot clearer than it's ever been before.
it really doesn't have to be sunshine

when i'm with you.
i think everything's rather beautiful.

just like you.