SWEPT AWAY
Lights twinkle on the horizon.
A horizon tinted pink by the night.
I walk past the mosaic trimmed pool.
A trade wind follows me.
Iām being swept away.
By the view.
By the lights.
By the beauty.
A contented sigh drifts on the wind.
SWEPT AWAY
Lights twinkle on the horizon.
A horizon tinted pink by the night.
I walk past the mosaic trimmed pool.
A trade wind follows me.
Iām being swept away.
By the view.
By the lights.
By the beauty.
A contented sigh drifts on the wind.
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You’re very welcome! I know the feeling; being an author doesn’t give you much time to get away.
Hugz on owl wings! @v@ ā¤
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