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scribbles in a poet's diary #5
scribble #05
each time i touch odessa’s face
aprilis
the bud burst of fresh blooms
spills forth its sweet perfumes
each time I touch odessa's face
she dares my lips embrace
with her kiss
flute tunes thrill her blest heart
whose strains with joy impart
to every bird on every branch
orchestral elegance
kinesis
nocturns on fresh blown evening breeze
odessa’s soul and mine doth please
© Copyright 2020 April 05
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
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NaPoWriMo2020—April 05
each time i touch odessa’s face
aprilis
the bud burst of fresh blooms
spills forth its sweet perfumes
each time I touch odessa's face
she dares my lips embrace
with her kiss
flute tunes thrill her blest heart
whose strains with joy impart
to every bird on every branch
orchestral elegance
kinesis
nocturns on fresh blown evening breeze
odessa’s soul and mine doth please
© Copyright 2020 April 05
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
__________________________
NaPoWriMo2020—April 05
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