window

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breeze settles on skin
touch of a butterflies wings
an open window


Along the Riverside

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I walked along the riverside;
Wind against the sun.

Took off my shoes;
Had me some fun.

Tapped my tiptoe;
Water, rippling cold.

Riversand;
Footprints forgotten mold.

A screeching hawk;
Takes to the wind.

My eyes;
Pause and ascend.