love

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my summer lover dips his hands into the sweet golden honey pouring out of the sun and offers me roses stolen from the sky.

sometimes i wonder if we can see beyond the stars. i can dream but laying here i'm wide awake.

but with you i feel infinite.

my sweet honey lover why did you have to leave me?

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