Dear you,
Today I’m working in the sun room, three cats and two dogs near my feet. If needed, the wind sounds the chimes to rouse me if I forget to hear the birds and smell the orange blossoms.
I enjoy the view we are forced to accept but when sun sets verbs disappear and your lips sleep lazily on mine.
Love,
Me

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