creative observation exercise #10

i wish for cool sand to texture wiggling daring toes

moonbeams bounce twinkles off deepened

blue of black hue

slow dance with you of seashell eyes,

with star-drenched night,

if both will have me

sea-drum rhythm, flutes of romance and fantasy

almost in flight from flying so high on whims and fancy

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our dreams are never too big.

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