i wanna eat peaches while we
get some honeyed croissants on our way to
our 11 a.m. classin the meantime we
read apricot articles in fairy dust-filled magazines and
sip vanilla coffee while we
fill each other's minds with fresh inspirationwe wear light-knit sweaters in colors like
apple-green and lavender blood
feeling a bit too hot with the new-born sun shining
on our freckled faceshonesty, i actually can't wait to have those spring mornings again with you
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01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words