Sound, Hues and Juice
a gentle breeze
tinkling wind chimes
her voice
reflected
within her eyes
the sky
sunlight gleams
upon the stream
her flowing hair
rose petals
blushing
cheeks and lips
slithering
down her neck
peach juice and kisses
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POTD ~ 5th December 2016
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