Mi

You were a summer thunderstorm and I was the raindrops in your palm

It was a rush,

I felt concussed

The moment my lips first collided with you,

I was in love, you were my lemongrass honeydew,

Honey who? Honey you? How did we end up like this?

Separated by the abyss,

Sometimes I think you didn’t even exist,

But then I hear the bass thumping and I know you did,

Thank you for everything,

My Medicine, my King.

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