Thursday, 7 August 2014


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 The golden iris of her

Softly stares

Pink clouds are her

Shy words

Her river dream

Meanders away

Wavy hands catches

The warmth

While icy darkness

Fades and hides

The morning slowly

Pledges to shine


(35 words)


Posted for Brian’s prompt: write with 40 words or less @ d’Verse MTB