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The Sun
I am having an affair,
With the Sun.
Triggered by a winter wind,
His flaxen rays dancing upon me.
A thousand kisses touch my skin.
The wind stops,
And I can sense his full embrace.
Floating into a seamless eternity
A hand touches my face
lovely
It's nice to read about the sun on this cold and cloudy day. More sunshine please!
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A Simple Concept
expanded into a vignette and actually felt - a rare thing with words these days :D