.::oDrew
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ROSEBUDS, ABOUT TO BLOOM in the air tonight hangs an electric taste that leaves my lips tingling with april's promise come to pass: june. climbing eye-blue skies, the first sunrise lifts over begging-to-be-found four-leaf clovers. with luck i'll find one smiling, as if i was meant to pluck her, a comfortable stranger. we'll claim this summer as our own: yesterday we plunged beneath the dusky lake as laughter skipped like stones. we seemed to float forever, knees nervously tucked, before breaking surface. today my cotton v-neck makes for juvenile ice-cream drips an inviting canvas. the most headstrong careen below your thumb. tomorrow night the stringy flesh of oaken logs catch flame, provide for cautious plumes an opening, a moment to breathe. and we with our puffed-sugar torches yet unlit still wait for sparks.
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