morsels of melodies melting
basking crowds swirl a solo busking
summer clouds the sun a-husking
simply savouring
sip by sip sweet seconds slipping
more-ish moments to rewind
always back for seconds
music on the mind
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𝓟oems 𝓟rismatic
Poetry''sketches that shape-shift the angle and the curve'' (line from the poem 'Contrast) Recent/new poems tend to be at the beginning of the book.
