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S. Santorus

S. Santorus

Lazy

A Gentle Breeze
Warm crowns of light
Rustling trees
The summer’s delight
 
Gossamer threads
Of wind-dancing seeds
Among the soft beds,
Where sunshadows bleed
 
The summer day’s light
The summer day’s sight
A Shadow’s cool bite
Just lay till tonight…

(2012)

#Dreaming #Outdoors #Peace #Summer

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