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Between Crisp Covers
Sweet sentiments stir softly between lovers
Whispering winds woo the weeping willow’s limb
Love and warmth linger between the crisp covers
No longer walking along death’s scary rim
Moonlight moments in midnight’s dewy druthers
Silken strands of starlight illuminate him
Sonnet of love in romantic language spun
Tapestry of lovers, two hearts beat as one
Copyright ©
Sara Kendrick
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