Breathing in the sunshine, basking in the bright, rolling in your laughter, giddy in your light. Smiling from your whispers, touching so delight, soaring above memories that we made last night. Senses revel in our new found love, clouds burst butterflies and drench me from above. ~Flutter, flutter heartbeats, messy morning hair, sipping on sweet nectar, bathed in warm, spring air.~ Each moment is so special, like none I've known before, meet me in the meadow, just outside the back porch door. Let's roll like playful children, holding hands so sweet; hug me by the apple tree, kiss me on my cheek. ~Flutter, flutter heartbeats, messy morning hair, sipping on sweet nectar, bathed in warm, spring air ~
About the Creator
ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)
~ American feminist living in Sweden ~ SHE/Her
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Find me: @andreapolla63.bsky.social
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