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May 2020
oh, we watch those holes,
those wholesome moans.
the velvet breath.

we coalesce
we lift.
we drift.

rolling, washing through the grass.
the summer sun reflects
across our teeth.

the heat,
the breeze,
we float with ease
and rise to disappear.

oh, that frothing mist awaits:
that great blue orb of the sky
Reflecting on a summer's day in a place seaside escape.
keith daniels
Written by
keith daniels  28/M/Nova Scotia, Canada
(28/M/Nova Scotia, Canada)   
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