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I'm just a girl who likes the warmth
cozy spaces and lots of green
the magic flowing amongst spring
a wooden cabin hidden in the forest
an embarrassing cottagecore dream
but the surfaces are slicked in grease
collecting grass and little leaves
slipping on the floor, falling to my knees
if I had claws they'd be protracting

there's a cauldron in the back room
my potions of herbs and perfumes
manifesting over candles, burning notes
every summer scent conjures your ghost
your lavender smoke cleansing my throat
effluvious gloom slithers in every room
so I'm always thinking about you
the way you waft down through the trees
you are the sunlight swirling around me

I go outside at night just to stare at the moon
she's pulling at the tide because it pours out of my eyes
vacant stare drifting deep into dark skies
recognize her light is just reflecting you