all of you
What are your thoughts
When you look at me?
What will you miss the most
When I’m not near?
What have I become
To you of me?
The warm embrace
Feels like summer—
Soothing enough
That you feel content,
Loved, and cared for.
Oh, is this enough?
Yet you love this one—
Sunshine and sunflower,
Warm, just enough.
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