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| | | | | Laughter echoing brilliant smiles giggles of the children a moment etched in time. | |
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| | | | | (written March 2024) Photo by NEOSiAM 2024+ on Pexels.com My body craves release fromwinter's harshsting, for though it is spring,the cold air still chillsmy bones.Bathe me in sunlight so I canfeel its warm embraceon my skin.And, as golden rays caress me,I shall drown in an ocean of bliss. Copyright © 2024 Ephemeral EncountersAll Rights Reserved | |
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| | | | | The ache of timing being the only thing standing between two people who are otherwise perfect for each other. | |
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| | | in one moment, the earth becomesbeauty in place of pain, levityin place of rain, heartbeat scatteredacross a blood-red sky. Life succumbsto the dance of earth's frail gravity,the freedom of loose-limbed revelry,the earthquake's reign that shatteredour peace, the touch of rain now free This poem was written for the Wea've Written Weekly prompt. This week's prompt... | ||