Under the stars
the grass is cool
against my fevered skin
You are in silhouette
but I know your breath
as it warms me
The breezes carry
your scent to me
The fireflies dance
as if in celebration
I’m intoxicated
by the night
If in a dream
let me slumber
I do not wish
the daylight
to intrude
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I wouldn’t want to wake either…beautifully done 💞💞💞
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Thank you, Dawn! ❤
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Bellissimo, Penny!
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Thank you! ❤
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Your strong imagery takes me right there, into the night.
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Thank you, Audrey! ❤
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Its beautiful Penny🌹
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Thank you! ❤
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