
His words appeared
as green shoots
in frozen brown
and I waltzed into
the memory of smell,
a fragrance he once wore
on the crisp autumn air.
The seasoning chimes
and the raw breath released,
he floated away
with me
curving through the cumulus
and running breeze.
This is so beautiful! Creates a very pristine image😊
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Girl you are talented af!!
Love this post!!💜💜
Btw, would appreciate support on my blog too!
-Prutha xoxo
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Beautiful posts again this week, dear Jeanne. Sending you a big hug again! XxX
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TY always Patty. ☀️🎶
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Heartbreaking words. Beautifully put!
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❤️✌🏼
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This was beautiful
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😯… for real? I appreciate your comments!
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