On a cool autumn morn
I opened the window
to let the sunrise in
stretched, and caressed
summer on my skin
still brown and fragrant
as a cinnamon quill
a dawn bird
In response to Pic and a Word Challenge #178 – sunrise
On a cool autumn morn
I opened the window
to let the sunrise in
stretched, and caressed
summer on my skin
still brown and fragrant
as a cinnamon quill
a dawn bird
In response to Pic and a Word Challenge #178 – sunrise
A natural sensuality of sun and cinnamon and a skin that is warmed and enlivened, wonderful imagery evoked.
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Thanks, Paul! Glad you liked it 🙂
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You are very welcome
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