Fingers through sand
summer dreams
tickling the back of yesterday
bleaching smiles
and blowing whispers in the eve of light.
Turquoise mood
bathing soft skin
reaching for moments spent in symphony
the song of a season
catching my face.
Footsteps melt
into a surface of silk
kissed by strangers
and warmed by the soul
here inside eternity.
The weight shifts
releasing my world
I glide on top of harmony
slow motion and free.
I can breathe now...
A contest entry
- Creativity Please by deleteit.
1800 points, ended July 19, 2007, 14 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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I really like the flow that this brought while reading it. Pleasant and so relaxing. Thank you for entering and the best of luck
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