The Grassy Vibes
Maybe it’s the serene grace of her presence
Could it be the dawn's gentle embrace,
Sunlight spilling like honey
On her glistening skin,
Whispering sweet promises of love?
Or perhaps it’s the warmth
In her tender gaze,
A soft caress that lingers
In my imagination.
Is it her quiet confidence,
A celestial spirit that dances in the air?
Or its the morning birds,
Their playful songs
Weaving through the grand trees,
Flirting with the day ahead?
Maybe it’s the serene grace
Of her presence,
Turning chaos into calm,
Making the world feel like a dream;
Or is it simply me,
Lost in the wonder of her brilliance,
Carried away on a tide of awe?
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