Softly spoken
Your ear is chosen
Secret whispers warm as june breeze
Lightly along your neck caressed
Heavy are your eyelids
Slight grin, as you
Laid down beside me
In these clouds
We are high above sky
Breathing a heavenly breathe
Not a care in the world
Not that we’re from it
In the first place.
GoodnightNina. 
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❤ To L.C. From Nina
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