162.) Baby Blue.

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Your winter breath upon my neck,
we dream in baby blue constellations
upon each other's skin
underneath this moonlight.

Your baby blue kisses melt against my skin,
creating rhythms in between
each other's mouths.

These silent desires become a lifetime
among these constellations.

~ Taylor-Anne
September 27, 2019.

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