You are....
My muse,
The fire burning this heart of mine,
The one I think of when I wake up to a fire warming, grey and cloudy day.
Thoughts of you flood my sentimentally sappy heart with every cozy sip of mocha latte
Mentally racing through the memory files, a few chuckles escape the momentous silence
While biting into a slightly sweetened morsel, sweet sentiments of your childlike laughter ring harmoniously through memory's halls.
The shimmering glaze atop the petite sugary delight reminds me of, but still doesn't come close to, the sparkle in your eyes everytime you laugh.
The laugh which melts away nearly all insecurities and reminds me there's nothing conditional between us.
Because of you, every rainy day, every cloudy day, and every fiercly stormy day can be enjoyed with a few cozy comforts.
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