You often appear an' approach... in a fog line...
In yards an' gardens...; your breath I feel embossed
Like a sea of dew over the vine
You appear, in my blood you pour frost.
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Well thought-out nicely penned in good rhyme scheme. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Riza.
I love your style, the words you choose make soft and elegant paintings. 🌹
thanks Luz...