Sultry

I daydream of caramel macchiato-colored linen sheets

easeful mornings of breakfast in bed

slow, passionate evenings of candle-lit dinners

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I daydream of freshly picked juicy, crunchy fruits

and endless fields of grass dancing in a subtle breeze

I daydream of losing myself between staggered vintage buildings

and between compassion, warmth, and mildness

I daydream of poetry

soaking, endlessly, in its burning of yearning