Bliss -Dh
In a peaceful place
where there is no name
for hurt or worry. . .
even as I drift
time is standing still.
Embracing sweet
sound and beauty,
I smell colors
and taste fragrance.
Where am I?
Could this place
be heaven?
I shall
call it
BLISS
Jan 24, 2019
for charles messina's Any Theme Diminished Hexaverse Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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