Like liquid smoke flowing through the air
Like a dim lit room and a gentleman with a drink
Like a clear, dark night full of stars
A perfect peach on a hot summer day
Laying under a large oak, on a blanket of plush green grass
Like the last sigh before the deepest sleep
Or five pillows on a bed dressed in white
A variation of music filling the air
Or the smell of rain
Or the look in your eyes when you look at me
Or the look in mine when I look back
Like the hours that pass until I see you again
Or perhaps its the way I fall in love with you daily
Yes, something Like that
I love that you’re still writing! You have a lovely way with words
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Thank you ❤
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