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It was all orange, warm



Wrapped up

Enveloped in love


Warmth rushing into your limbs

It takes seconds to warm

years of what came undone


Don’t feel capable

The softness of the face

and the fear in the eye

Gentle calming

Chest gets warm with orange

light

Our own purple, raw, beautiful

sunrise skies



write, don’t think



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