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Pillow kisses in deep dew drop grass
Laughing at this crazy world together
In a dank, blowing dandelion breeze
And believing, like kids, in living forever
Dancing in the sun, or in the rain
We never changed with the weather
It was you and me
And it always would be
Branches and grass blades sway, so do I
In the forceful wind of you
Your touch, the lips and fingertips of the sun
Burn me up, cooked and happy
Monday or Sunday
Drought or reverie
It is you
With all the promise of a summer sky
I promise I’ll shine
And I’ll rain for you, too
About the Creator
Jack Friend
Pizzaiolo, social worker, brewer, writer
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