this is for every time you don’t believe me when i say that you are my whole world

January 6, 2018
By Vielka BRONZE, Bronx, New York
Vielka BRONZE, Bronx, New York
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your freckles, the constellation of stars that i want to count over and over again at night
your voice, the calming yellow hue across the sunrise
your body, the landscape of beautiful white daises and tall orchard trees
your crooked smile, the city noises that keeps me awake
your laugh, the warm breeze that relaxes me instantaneously
your lips, the soft bed of summer grass that reminds me why i am so in love with you

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