Beig in a romantic state of mind.
Emotions moving are the falling leaves.
Body and soul's free release, the morning heat.
Time touched by the powerful hands of love.
Branches dangling, tantalized by its breezy wings.
Trickling from the vines of life is our dreams.
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Author:
AgingWings22 (
Offline) - Published: August 4th, 2022 17:36
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
wonderful imagery
of that interconnectivity
in all-things, 'matter'
your metaphors picture..
a lovely read, thanks for sharing
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