TRAVEL DIARY

KITCHEN GARDEN

HOUSEPLANTS

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We wake up so good, with our legs intertwined
With your breathing on my shoulder, your fingers tracing mine.
The sound of the engines buzzing,
The neighbor’s kid is crying,
It’s telling us to get on with our day.

Don’t ever want to leave this bed,
Rather be here with you instead.
It’s something I would not miss for the world.
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