02/06/19
First Place
Standard Contest 185 by Brian Strand
You are loitering aimless crushing arrogant feral grass growing haphazard on non-mowed meadow. A rare chance to have a glance peeping through window Perchance a happy happenstance. I rush to face an emotive encounter enchanted on your elegance. Moist dark sensation of wobbling heart to splash on daub of confusion. Sudden gust making ripples on tips of crippled saplings Butterfly flutters in frolic fashion adoring tiny flowers on thorny bush. Romantic aroma roams wafting exciting ecstasy, splashing fragrance on pearly passion secreting amorous nectar. Rustle of breeze whispers your voice in my ear. Dear, I am bewildered dominated by dormant wild desire. Is it your voice or I am mistaken! You keep silent! Feelings to flow in flood of bubbling blood craving closeness, assuring strong bond neither mild nor feeble, transcending folly of fast rash to fall in love.
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