Oh beautiful!

Coffee, — some gentle caresses and
a dream, that's still on my eyelashes,
are trying to send me back to you... –
murmuring tenderly, — oh beautiful,
wake up, shine on! Be rose of the sun.
Happiness waits for You. Invade it!
So, I confirmed myself, blooming up,
capturing the glow movement of love.


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