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lightning glanced
all around
distant thunder
over town
down at your house
burnt fries and beer
mustard on meat
orange veneer
or were the blinds brown
against dry dusty roads
leading me home
above the hill
way up yonder
where the trees stood still
no more rain
again tonight
not even a kiss
beneath your light
Souldiergirl said:
So good Sasha
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John Lopes said:
I’m quite enjoying your words, I’m glad I stumbled onto them
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gjmasterton said:
A lovely poem that draws the reader in and transports him to this particular place, this particular time, this particular light.
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v4vikey said:
Wonderful words 🙂
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