Sep 2020
the winds
blew
subtle
whispers
gently through my window
carrying droplets
of sparkling crystals
to my parched lips
a kiss from
September's rain
blew
subtle
whispers
gently through my window
carrying droplets
of sparkling crystals
to my parched lips
a kiss from
September's rain
(50/F/Dallas, TX)
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