THE WARMTH WITHIN 1408 MILES Sherri Hong uttering the name of yours is like floating on a sea full of rose petals drenched by the sun in the fragrance of the moon Saturated by the love of the universe Kissed by every single ash inside our beloved houses. uttering the name of yours is like stepping on the realms that I lost drawing out the wilting of the darkness and separation eventually all the dimensions combined into one eternal one tracing the silhouette of yours on my palms my heart opens and cracks into sugar on cinnamons the heaving of my chest pushes away the waves of the pink bubbles floating inside one glass of champagne searching for the scent of yours in my chaotic fantasy is like peeking into your pupils on the ceilings of the spacious firmament staring at one grape on your lips imagining the taste of it was sweeter than the devotion of my love. ROSEWATER
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