Rainy afternoons holding your hand
Going up on my tippy-toes to reach your lips
Arching my back into your steady hand
Your fingertips brushing the hair from my eyes
Our laughter at how ridiculous we are out here
Kissing in the storm with abandon
The sweet taste of a vanilla latte on your tongue
Wrapping your sweater around the both of us.
This is what I miss.
SUNSHINE AURA - self-esteem. self-love. self-actualization. 
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