Think: slippy cool ice chips; mint bell peals sliding down warm lips; handholding under clear cold skies, hot thermos chocolate tucked inside coat; temples rubbed by strong, careful hands; freeform cloudshifts tripping by summit tops, kites aloft with crows; kind slow kisses lost in tremulous eyelash reunions; trees leafy green and shady over desert hotheat; cake on plates, eaten at weddings between fundumb dances; carpets of moss and leaves in quiet forest silences; waking pressed to naked lover and favorite song.
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