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| Photo by Laura Kapfer on Unsplash |
The glossy wind bustles
Elbowing sleepy clouds away
Until the sky smears blue
Then plunging downwards
Jostling summer leaves
Breezing past piqued foliage
For a novel look below
At shaded creamy pages
Inked with bewitching phrases
Resting just a spell
Rustling between the covers
I love "shaded creamy pages inked with bewitching phrases,".. beautifully composed! ❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteVery nicely written!
ReplyDeleteI was delighted by the wind's sentience and how it rests between the pages.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely time you have captured - resting is just a spell.
ReplyDeleteSuch a delightful write!
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