Blue Cherry

Poetry

Thunderstorm, wind, bedroom window open, cuddling with her, I’m experiencing multiple blessings, tonight.

Before I die, yeah before my last night, I want to stare into her eyes, peaceful and beloved, unharmed, and free.

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