Away into the timbers
A moment with you
I softly remember
My feet was wet
With moisture from you
Misty morning dew
Your presence bolder here
I savore the time
When I walked with you
All Writing and Art by ©Tonya Ashe
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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1 Comment:
I'd love to go dancing nude in this misty impression of serenity.
Lovely work.
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