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Night Mist
Another poem inspired by observation, both visual and tactile, in the night.
Night Mist - 24 May 15
Feeling the gentle caress
Of the night mists
On my face as I drift
Into sleep
Open window
Allows the mist
To wander through my
Room
Thoughts
Me
Cloaking me in the peace
Of night
Sleep caresses
Till dawn
I Love the feelings I get in the night.
BEAUTIFUL!
ReplyDeleteI Love night caresses dani ♥
DeleteThe poem is good too.
♥