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Serenity stood before me.
Periwinkle hands outstretched,
And as she reached for me
The wisp of her dress sent shivers up my back.
She smelled like fresh strawberries
And she tasted like them too.
Serenity held me in her arms.
Color rose to her cheeks, the lightest blue shade.
The sound of heart's pumping in tandem
And the taste of laughter on her tongue.
The scent of bliss in the air.
Serenity looked like a goddess divine.
I felt her cool hands in my hair.
Serenity lays before me,
Purple blooms of colour along her neck.
Serenity sounds like a satisfied sigh,
She smells like her strawberries mixed with my oak.
She feels like a permanent home.
And the soft trace of fingers along my back.