Remember Monday's wish! (See facebook.)
Our Wisconsin December has turned into a bizarre warmth and porch sleeping will actually be a reality, tonight! Excited! Joy is flickering in my chest, like candlelight and fire. Smoke and sugar, warmth so sweet. Cream on my mind makes me alight and all I feel is smoke and sugar, flushed cheeks warmed from the inside out, from a rekindling of smoke and sugar, a poet only knows what warmth a voice and a balmy night does to a heart.
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