early
mid-summer
morning
bronze-orange
sky
shining brightly
inside
succulent
winds
lingers
the scent
of lavender
eastern breezes
roll off the sea
gently spraying
natures rain
upon
vacant soul
walking alone
on white-sand
beach
awakening
gracious memories
of love's once
lost embrace
© Lisa Arnold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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