Until you come
I practice stepping softly;
looking over my shoulder
at lavender petals
tossed behind my train
singing in the rain
at twilight
with wind whispering
my clandestine thoughts
t
w
i
r
l
i
n
g
within fluttering heartbeats
between shadow
of feathered silhouettes
eyes twinkling;
like stars,
embraced
when you come.
♥♥
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