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Mosaic Monday 26
Given the line The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. to use in a prose not more than 144 words
THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT
The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. I always wanted to hear those enduring words spoken softly like the twilight.
And here were we; candlelight and wine. And we eye to eye, misting up the moment.
This is when the words whirrled around in my head. He was swirling his wine, sniffing it before he drank I held my glass, watching him.
THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT#flash fiction
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