Like lilacs blossomed
through autumn green
whispering lavender lines
with each exhale…
Like ripples in a wake
as swans glide by…
Let me linger in your essence
beneath the veil.
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I love the final line. Some days, I wish I understood the material that makes up the veil. And, some days I don’t. But either way, I like to linger in it.
Very beautiful and refreshing lines.
I could actually feel their presence!
Thank you 🙂