I Can't Sign Out

I live for when 

I feel the sun on my skin on days like this

freckles darkening, strawberry flesh. 

Ice water cooling a warm mouth, 

bare feet in the grass

see the bees bumble. 

Smell warm coffee and bread in the morning and hear

Kind words of strangers, taste

Handfuls of chocolate scoffed, a sneaky pleasure. 

collecting leaves - secret treasure. 

Soft blankets on my skin, cool air drifting as I awake in the morning. 

I've too much to stay for; I can't sign out. 

 

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