Here,
it's a beautiful day in summer
to see flocks of blue-butterflies.
And they roam about with this sky and wind..!.................
Their wings have more mixed colors
and more beautiful auras!!!........
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TahimaAni
My passion as a content create comes from a life-long obsession with making things. From a young age I have always tried to manipulate objects and materials in order to create something entirely different.
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To Speak of Secret Futures
Our coffees cool between us on the breakfast counter. You stare at the curls of steam so you don't have to look at me. That's always been your tell. Usually your gaze speaks volumes, so when you refuse to meet my eye, that means you have a secret you don't want to say.
By Addison Alder4 days ago in Humans
Comments (1)
lovely poem!