Warm sunlit hands,
Press gently against my skin,
A ghost, of tender words,
Whispers daisies to my ear.
Dear, happy hymn
Sweet, upbeat floret,
Play thy verse
Bright in glory.
Warm moonlit waves,
Bathe softly against my skin.
Footprints in the sand,
Leave trails,
Of where I've been.
~.•.~
This is my submission for the #julyisshining ! Hope you liked it, write your thoughts down below
Dedicated to BlueEffervescence
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Untold Whispers
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