the space station hums with the early morning traffic, the wafting of coffee and fresh croissants filling the air. for the first time, you are not behind your desk, hitting your shins on the weirdly placed piece of metal, but strapping yourself insi...
you? you are soft like the petals of a flower tender and gentle and graceful when they flutter to the floor picked by a girl hoping and wishing for love
you? you are gentle your fingers never scar they heal and comfort your arms are open and i dip in the pool of their love submerged in its vastness
you? you are kind no one dares turn away in anger they turn towards you with love no one stays away instead they draw close to your warmth
you? you love all singing to the garden in the far back encouraging little saplings to grow all entranced by your serene song
you? you are perfect perfect indeed exactly who i aspire to be
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