sunday morning thoughts

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You remind me of chocolate milk
for no reason other than it
Taste like Saturday nights
spent at my grandparents and
That's the peace you evoke in me.

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Darling,
Let me drink your lips
Like a fine red wine
Intoxicate me with your
Sobering kiss.

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Those who are amazed simply by the beauty
Of the sun setting along a romantic skyline
Have clearly never seen the way you look with
a sleepy smile dancing on your face.

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