I reach to touch your face
you let me with smile, thanks
you lean towards me, so soft
I whisper words; you giggle
you're darling; pretty apple
i smell your sweet perfume
we rub noses like children
your hair so full, vibrant
i love touching, making curls
time passing, we share, we enjoy
we made raven envious up a tree
she crowed loud; clouds crack
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