A Little Latté Bundle rolled over my floor
It puffed and blew at the middle
A Little Latte Bundle had a silky wrap,
shied by the breeze.
I sat near and touched it.
My palm felt a tickling,
down to my nerves.
My heart felt content.
The bundle rolled towards me and opened the lids
It looked through its shinning black berries
Hopefully a decent image of mine!
She waved her tail at me
I surrendered my world to her.
She proved her true amour for once
I threw my birse in a bin.
I felt the ecstasy, not that I puffed
It is always her, my puffy fluffy…!
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Offline) - Published: April 11th, 2022 03:03
- Category: Children
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Comments2
complex imagery, an intriguing read
thanks for sharing
How beautiful, and such a creative way to write
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