Quiet morning, lakeside breeze -
Echoes of the birds.
Their songs effortlessly soothe my tired mind, and full soul.
It's the ease of slow mornings, and bitter espresso that hold me for now.
Close & intimate, like lovers do.
Barefoot, soaking up the sun and her kisses.
Memories had and to be made keep me balanced.
Entering a new era of exploration and receiving.
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