@Chamomile
more from that month
Heather
Third of December shimmers as glitter and gold Stunning in your sweater fall down from the ceiling Like a magical fairytale when tea meets coffee But watching your eyes as she walks by in a broken sonnet Sight for sore eyes bluer than ocean sky Has caught you mesmerized in an orange smoke While I die like Pleiadas in my night sky Why’d you ever stolen hot brew kiss? Am not as grander as Heather Robbed off your sweater like rainbow cloud clothing her **She’s more than polyester** **Wishing I was her.**
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