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Tranquility
Recline with ease,
no drippings
lips curled
forehead curve in a smile
breath at ease
here is the story to blend,
grin pass the shadows
as the trees bow their heads
nothing but grains scattering
dive and slip but juicy melodies
rest on the brink
blink
floating dreams rising with the tide,
escape the clutter that drips from the lips
barren words, roses bloom bursts,
climb and rise over the waves,
deep part, dipped in ashes that weep
shadows scatter with the wind
chill as a soft bubble from the night
easy pickings in a viral trap
born into the dawn of a new day.
Copyright ©
Viviene Ramsay
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