If you bite down on these seeded clouds, do you not feel that intense life source flowing through you?
A shade of pale yellow, a novel color.
Are you, like me, dreaming of that sugared berry torte?
That dribbling slice in the mid-summer heat served in that overgrown garden we cherish so much.
Is this not everything you asked for and more?
You told me you wished to always be acutely aware of all the beauty that circles throughout!
Feel it now as that juice makes it way down your freckled chin.
That stain is impermanent but the lingering heart skip, that stays with you forever.
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