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She blows out midnight flickering wicks,
settling the whisping smoke
like caterpillars in serenity.
Nostalgic nebulas weave,
fade.
Into the night,
into the night.
Residing riptides of cinnamon linger.
Tuck the eyes if sleeping slumber.
settling the whisping smoke
like caterpillars in serenity.
Nostalgic nebulas weave,
fade.
Into the night,
into the night.
Residing riptides of cinnamon linger.
Tuck the eyes if sleeping slumber.
A Bit of Love
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Literature
Stay
Late summer day, frozen autumn hay
All dressed in silver
Are you leaving?
Picking treasures on the sand
Golden flakes to keep some sun
To keep you with me
A broken shell for you, my heart
You left me your smile and I kept the sun
You are still with me
A silver breeze stopped down the street
Has no idea about you and me
Wherever will be?
It took all the gold I ever had
That little shell, your precious hug
Until you come back
You stay with me
Literature
deluge
you swept over me
like a sudden summer rain,
your thunder echoed
in my ears as your whispered
words of endearment
settled into the dimples of
my cheeks,
warming them with the dying
rays of a hazy summer sun;
and like lightning dancing in the heat
your calloused hands danced
across sunburnt shoulders
until the skies
turned an inky grey—
and I was drenched.
Literature
waters heart beat
as the rain falls down
and the wind picks up speed again
we all can feel alive
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Just a little scribble. Inspired by the smell of burning candles.
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It's nice. Short and to the point, like blowing out a candle....