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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Tiniest strokes of the breeze

Blew by gently hugging my cheeks

I shut my eyes close and inhale

The warmth of peace sans any strain


The sounds of rain hitting the floors

Cuddled my ears as a folding shawl

I crushed my lips and squeezed my eyes

As a swirl of wind tanta-lized!


I walked barefoot on the grass so wet

As a red carpet, it was all just set!

The tiny drops filled the gaps of my toes

It was an ecstasy; I felt so close!


The violins did play at the seventh of skies

The aura was vibrant as dazzling butterflies

I called them to my skin to have a seat

Much far away from the hailing sleet!


My whole existence, my being was drugged

I adored how nature kissed me n hugged!

The air was calm, the water was serene

No one horned in n no one intervened!

Submitted: November 11, 2020

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