Written for the contest sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
When the moon sighs wisteria whispers upon twilight tendrils tied in gold I taste the perfumed breeze of time as we ache like silent stars~ longing to swirl as one. Perhaps someday in a realm of dreams we'll breathe soft sparks of love.
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