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Mid-afternoon sun, poem and art page by me, kiidkeroscene.
Drawn and highlighted under blue/green lights
The mid-afternoon sun is warm against my skin,
But her touch, her fingers gracing my jawline,
Her gaze, eyes like hazelnut and coffee,
Taking in my sight,
Her heart, full, intertwined with mine,
Her lips, brushing against my cheek,
Are warmer.