Touch Me - Dusk
crush
velvet
boughs reaching
in soft moments
lay wispy upon
waters' calm existence
dusk reveals shades of promise
in painted Victorian rose
and sweet orchid breath splashed innocence
tender my soul cries mellifluous song
as slumber wraps my soul in loving warmth
the gentle day falls in sweet nectar
I nestle down in lush foliage
beside waters edge of life
I breath solitude's gift
crisp air fills my soul
my arms outward
reaching high
tears fall
pure
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Contest
Poet ~ Rick Parise
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