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Bare toes caress the mossy edge of my heart. Tipped forward over ledge into swirling fog of cobalt blue, where all is now and all is new lacework. Whispers from lovers tongues float up, uncovered from the storm. Beneath my soft skin, stars burst and cast aloft to all the places I never knew were there. The winds of dew taunt honeysuckle stairs upon which to step and float beyond the knowing. Notes that dance on sunny smiles and glances deep, weave songs of promise of love so true and pain abhorrent. Delicious flicks of seering heat when devils red and angels meet, are worth the dark and dreary day, when mirth is low and weary is the light. And so I take an inward breath on tepid lake …and turn into the sea ©LLemay 2014
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 11:34:13 +0000

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