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David 4d
Winter air dresses
with foresight of wrapped up folk.
Frigid layers coat.
David Oct 24
Gyration upon
the dormant extremity...
my pencil's sharpened.
David Oct 24
Why do you look sad?
Staring with quiet eyes and
expressionless face.
David Oct 23
Splashes of gold stirred
into a midnight cocktail.
Bleary eyes shrouded.
David Oct 24
Warm golden glimmers
spotlight squirrels and their hoards -
unreal renderings.
David Oct 24
A freshly blown breeze
creeping amidst the shivers.
My hands are burning.
David Oct 24
Glimpses of lustre
exposed from a clouded robe.
Held by morning glow.
David Oct 29
Dim lights spill across
a room almost desolate.
The fridge hums alone.
David Oct 23
Rooftops give stage to
an elemental concert.
Interlude awaits.
David Nov 11
Bodies succumb to
seeking hands and thirsty minds...
I love libraries.

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