Sunlit Afternoons

Imagine sunlit afternoons,
listening to birds sing
as we lay in each others arms.
Legs intertwined,
bare feet touching in innocence.
Stream of consciousness talking
about firsts and dreams
and how many t-shirts
one person should own.

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She Writes Chaos

Polyamorous girl, homeschool mom, poetry writer. Here are my thoughts, judge them as you will.