Golden

We let the days pass slowly
Dripping from the sky like honey
I turn to you to smile at the
Softness of summer
The way it thaws the
Heart relentlessly
We are warmed, that is
Until we are numbed

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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