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Wispy breezes caress flushed cheeks of porcelain
Essence of chestnut,oak and blossom
Rustic paths strewn with
Bisque, mauve and auburn
Pirouetting on the curb as,
wafts of descant ride the air
Grey torn skies overhang forlorn.

 My first encounter with sporadic tears
delicate yet cold,
Latching the front gate with haste of
gloved hands
I meet a crispy morn.

very lovely!! i like your writing style a lot

ravenmarie wrote: ↑02 Jan 2018, 20:55 very lovely!! i like your writing style a lot

DITTo from DATo. I like it a lot too. [:- )

Thank you very much ravenmarie and DATo.