Breaths of air on granite walls Lifting mist into spherical balls Water cascading from up on high Drops like leaden, tired eyes. Eyelids close and hearts soften Heartbeats slow, then forgotten Smiles that cross a thousand miles Memories fading, sounds of sighs. Banks of moss, soft and fresh Caress and stroke like feathered breath Whisper-light touches and lips of wine Teasing
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