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By jennibug42
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
- 817 reads
I slowly smell and savor
ambrosia sweetened air.
I stretch my sinewy muscles
and smile as I tempt the grass
to kiss my thighs
as a gentle breeze
slow dances with the trees
and twilight whispers
lavender and golden hues
to the sea before me.
I am at peace.
I am home.
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