hidden by
casual fog
the sun
looked like
a peach
bright, fleshy
ready to
set over
melted moons
fresh moments
of pleasure
leisurely gazing
upon ripened
skin. hanging
low, tipping
falling on
tomorrow. humid
lush visions
coloring abstractions
riding, listing
as the
glow over
waters' reflections
clamber for
another view
timed to
reach faces
of sunflowers
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Beautiful... I am in awe!
ReplyDeleteI wanna be in this world! stunning iamges!
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