With your little doe eyes.
Spring came, but you
missed it.
Lingering low-
Just beneath the
Surface…
Always content to
look up,
But never believing
there was a place for you
In the sun.
Wouldn’t it feel lovely
against your skin?
Wouldn’t you like to linger there?
Just linger there glowing in
all that light…
In all of that beautiful light..
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