Wednesday, February 21, 2018

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SUSURRATION

The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
When i looked to the ixora
There was no bee

The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
When i looked to the sky
Morning was still in the making

The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
Grey clouds were folding themselves
Letting curtains of azure show

The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
when i looked to her band of colour
She smiled vanishing slowly
SUSURRATION © gillena cox 2018

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