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You are The smell of americano with a dollop of cream After a night of no sleep And ten hours of captivating conversation Tongues twisting Eloquent entendres Tiptoeing around true intentions Like the Russian ballet Apple bitten For a taste Of the forbidden Fighting midnight cravings To feel your arms around my waist Smitten in your branches, Planted in the depths of your embrace This forest feels like home Funny how love tends to blossom When we finally feel peace in time spent alone I had stopped to smell the flowers Growing from gravel paths Beholding beauty in dandelion’s mane Flourishing amidst patches of untrimmed grass They never wanted her But watch how she grows Wildly blessing wishes Whenever the wind blows Unexpectedly You were brought to me A feather in the breeze Once soaring on the back of nature’s melodies Before unwillingly released Ruffled and tossed Feeling lost Amongst fallen leaves Fluttering For a taste for ink And whispers of poetic prophesies To me You sound li