just like your taste
it doesn't matter what
was washed away
cause you're on my lips
the battering sound
of the windows
helped me to sleep
like a lullaby being sung
especially for me
my eyes open
into the same direction
like i daily do where
my beautiful plants
sit and bloom
every morning i find
previous day's wilted flower
and a fresh new bud
reminiscent of our love
blossoming each night
i feel cold but
comforting too for
the earthy aroma
has the power being
a natural healer
i still lay in bed staring
at your tranquilness
i do this all the time
for the fear you'll be
gone soon after
-©Auldrin❤
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