i could live
all my life -today
and die happy
perfect exists
in the revolving
of hawk and prey
outside my window
glistening on dew
sunlight captures
every inconsistency
every rule
and i would die happy
with you.
one day.
i could live
all my life -today
and die happy
perfect exists
in the revolving
of hawk and prey
outside my window
glistening on dew
sunlight captures
every inconsistency
every rule
and i would die happy
with you.
seasons: a poetic journey 
What a cinema-esque poem.
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Thank you kindly. 🕊
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Love this, J.
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Love love!
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