Two people in love moving as one, with a shared breath. . .like a tango.
Tag: micro poem
Thralls
While nature thaws, new life finds its way back into the thralls of drama.
Colors
Dreaming of all bright colors…waiting patiently for flowers to bloom.
Brewing
Waking to coffee brewing over an open fire is perfection.
Love
Is love in the air or within nature where we truly come to life?
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