Cinnamon smiles

Sweet kisses along your forehead,

A quaint smell, rustic and earthy ,

You taste like home,

Comfort food,

A feeling of belonging in this harsh and bleek world,

A hint of coffee dashed ony heartstrings,

A love so deep, more complex than

Just a feeling,

Your smile pungent and strong,

Addicting and loving,

An ode to our secrets,

Whispering slow like molasses,

Taking there time on a Sunday morning.

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