meditations, one. more., poetry., spirituality., the 49th shade.

Lighthouse.

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Strangers
Passing
Through
Car windows
Light blaring
Glaring
Glinting
Is it?
Oh no, he has hair.
Explosions of laughter
Tickle belly
Tummy rumbling
Caught in
Secret joking
Perfect form
Made for me
Forehead top kissing
And warm feathered
Feeling
Easing
Guiding
Grateful
Spirits
Home.

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