Agile in the heavy tumbles of my thoughts
dancing with the darkness of sunny solitude
running with the wild dandelions of desire
I surrender myself to the merciless marathon
escaping the night, bruised with missing you
©04/23/2020
Wet Dreams
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Love the alliteration in this.
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Thank you, Andrea!
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ohmygoodness… these are some gorgeous lines 💕
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Thank you, Tara!! I wish I could be running with those dandelions right now. 😉
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I swooned at the dandelion line (as they are my favorite flower lol).
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