her home

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her house was alive
in a kind of colorful way.
she would dance around
the kitchen in her bare feet
as the smell of flautas fills the air.
everything about the space
is beautiful.
it is large with high ceilings
and an at home feeling.
we sing songs and eat the
most delicious food you could
ever imagine having.
it is impossible to believe a
place like this could even exist
in this world, or that someone
as marvelous as her would
exist here too.
she is of a great happiness
that no one else could ever know.
warm, hilarious, and good hearted
as she bounds from room to room
in a frenzy of golden light.
she is my best friend
and I cannot imagine a world
without her.

written on: january 18th, 2020

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