August 2026
Red Stems
She feels more comfortable spilling with red and a stemSurprise Roses packaged and card with inside intimates, signed with no name, but she still knows it came from himProbably spilled from his pen, close to some water, a sunshine, waves flowing, maybe crashingNatural reminders of her last time when she was with himThey both were tired of the window shopping,So he manned up, opened up, and finally let her inCrazy how this kinda softness once felt like a 7 deadly sinGuess its only a blessing when you know youll land on cloud 9 with your heaven sentHarps playing in the background, as we float aroundWrap her with each feather of my wings as an everlasting promise while i marvel at each diamond and jewel on her crownA partner for lifes merry go round. Ive finally found
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