Waft of blue breeze flows in, skimming my heart,
Drifting softly, - - - into the core of me.
Thick creamed viscosity slowly drowns half
My mind, tastes sweet and binds my soul with three
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binds my soul with three Cords of destiny, - - and triangle marches Me, caught, toward a beckoning light. ............................................................ Fay, It's Remarkable mystery... very nice........10..... Tsira
What a lovely write Fay...the flow of words just brings so many images to life here...Fi 10+++
A luminous, enchanting piece. I love your starlit trees. 10, from West Virginia. Love, SandraX