White, blue or
crimson clear
of desperate clouds
in stirring thoughts of nights
Coalescing
in the dark
that matters not
among the larks
of mighty Spring
which sunned and bloomed
with every drop of wind…
Art by Daniel F.Gerhartz.
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Thank You and 3XWow for your comment. With consideration, Iulia.
Pleasure.
Beautiful š I especially love your phrase, desperate clouds.
Thank you for your kind words :). My imagination is a wild hound roaming the Word forest.
Wonderfully written!
Thank you very much!