I don't need much, and I want very little.
Lace curtains for the sun to flirt through. A kind word. A warm touch. A garden that climbs wild over the neighbor's fence. A kitchen table to leave coffee rings on. A long dress that exchanges secrets with the wind. Books that are dogeared to near ruin. Morning breezes that run their fingers through my hair. A sky that bruises a dark purple with night. Sincerity. A look that lasts a second too long.
And you sitting right here beside me.
SHIRT: American Apparel
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