Wind Caressing My Feet
Right now I am walking as though the wind were caressing my feet
the sands are quite soft and beautiful while I surrender to thee
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Exotic places! ! Beauty of life with, The romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
he sands of crimson and exotic places sing sweet songs of old The endless love sonnets can be well written in stories so bold These silken tresses which reap of lavender scented sweet kisses rings songs of love tunes which can be so true of sheer ecstasy i love so many words here in your poem sheer ecstasy, endless love. stories, silken tresses, lavender scent. sweet and sweet kisses. love this poem. tony