From one day
To the next
Texts jump from digital
To visceral
Punctuate with blended beans
Touched with honey love
Dipped by Portrait fingertips
Fine, smooth, clean
Purer than nectar
Blown by Cupid
Who doesn't lie
When you give it a try
Two hearts
Once beat
In the same room
Sometimes they stop
In both minds
Until then
Keep dreaming
Because it's too real
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The following thoughts have filtered from a mind that has been oversaturated with images, screams, romance, text, and sounds since The Carter Administration. If you are not satisfied, then I recommend a double chocolate brownie from Starbucks with a tall bold of the day.
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