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Night Breeze

The quiet breeze is gently blowing this spring night. Wonderful twilight, dancing colors, Trees bloom, unfolding the fresh born leaves, Spreading it's spring time umbrella. The air is delectably highlighted with grills meats galore, smokey fire pits of mesquite, hickory and maple burn. All these sensory projections twine together into the spring solstice of final release, The night's day's end. Honeysuckle is hinted in the air with each inhalation of life's breath. Laying back on the edge of the seated chair, arched back to see the sky, tickling my face with the spring Breeze.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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