The breeze…
slowly kisses my languid face,
caressing my supple hands
and soft skin.
The sun,
golden… bathing
me in it's warmth,
flooding not only my soul…
But my heart.
Setting free my emotions,
set free like butterflies
left to dance in the wind.
The earth
sings sweet serenades of
what was, what is and what
shall be…
I close my eyes
and I smile.
Birth sign: Libra
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