Six Thousand Calls to Muse

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The nicknames are honey

coated on our tongues


Every kiss tastes love dearly

Every cuddle hugs love tightly

The short breath could sleep calmly

The intimate heat waves rest with cool moonlight

The scent of cherry blossom


diffusing to the tree outside

who is waiting for reunion with spring

to show her first

just about every day

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