Free Verse --- 2025 January 11
A pegged round point gleams a dream as a passerby pauses briefly at some display of hearts. Creams alot enchanted in velvety reds filled with sweet treats that address the same in my deepest fantasies. Employed by the Creatures that slither their way, shading their point in passing. Then a heavenly-sent gifts a genteel speaker drifts a spun floater albeit a dove's solitaire feather. Angelic hands reach down to gather it up in chorale chants achieved its disciplined course. In brevity breathes deeply, exalting with the soothing blessed Suite, performed by Johann Bach. Toccata, Adagio, and Fugue in C Major, with cultured ivory chords and refined pedals as the fantasy seized a day.
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