Trickle trickle
The sound of rain falling
Soft, cool breeze blowing
Through the window
In this breezy evening
Snuggling in own bed
Feeling the warmth
Into your wide arms
Envisioning you here
Jovial and near
You are the Tea Leaves of my Tea Life In my cup of life, you’re the perfect blend, A mix of warmth and love that never ends. Just like milk ...
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