soft wind traces your skin
with delicate fingers
which tilt your chin upward
so that golden sunshine
trickles down your cheeks
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PoetryIn which tiny snippets of time are cut and pasted together. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Poetry #30 (29/01/19) © 2019 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.
liquid sunshine
soft wind traces your skin
with delicate fingers
which tilt your chin upward
so that golden sunshine
trickles down your cheeks
