Long Winsomeness Poems

You’re an enduring eclipse of quotidian winsomeness, 
Existing in front of all others, compelling the aforesaid into your shadow: 
My Beautiful One… 
Surpassing their talent for beauty, 
By allowing the world to witness your gift...

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The wind is made of haunting souls that
moan and groan in whistles and whispers.

Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

The wind blows to the south and turns to the north;
round and round it goes, ever returning on...

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