midsummer

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i'm dreaming of cerulean skies

and umber picnic baskets

tied up in a sweet pink ribbon

with newly blossomed sunflowers

framing the warm air.

a half-eaten cupcake

sitting forgotten

as I become submerged

in your glowing eyes

radiating life.

the red and white checkered blanket

soft against our skin

as I sink further

into the blissful prison that are your mesmerising orbs.

your lips stained red with cherries

your hair fanned out around your head like a halo

and the golden sunlight

warming your soft skin

to a gentle amber.

our lips touch

and singeing bursts of perfection

dance through the restless summer air

like fireflies.

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