One Thursday in July

There was peach peeking through slats
of a white picket fence dream,
petals dawning white lace wishes;

steps, in consonance
with aligned constellations

and there was love.

There was a gaze
that wept happiness
browns blending into blues

and there was light
breaking skies apart
windblown chimes playing misty song
as fingers interlocked,
astramaris falling into puddles
where footprints drew closer

painting a perfect path



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