I have five shells that I count one by one… Found during a time that can’t be undone. You picked them by hand and gave them to me… And they take me right back to where I want to be.
You grew unnoticed like a slow growing ivy. Your deceitful emerald leaves glimmering a seductive dew. Consuming all you wanted with your twisting vines. Eventually wrapping your way around me… Whispering all of the things that you wanted to do.
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