Earlier Poems – Page 79 – A Dash of Sunny

(sweet-scented) musings

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Perfume is whisper. Perfume is breeze. Like clandestine thoughts probed into the mind deep. […]

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Fear, is an illusion, that drapes itself around subconscious, as though invisible worm that […]

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Lettuce, cheese, and tomato sauce giggling, burger poked out its arm tempting me to […]

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[Desire] slipped me a bottle of Gamay, in the wee hours of morning, […]

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Scent of freshly brewed ristretto and pear butter, pour memories out unto readying […]

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The woods we walk through are a blooming riot, Yet part of the […]