©2022 Michael Raven
i could dream all day wind tussled tresses wrap around my craggy aged face waterfall mist humid standing old bear teeth cutting grey granite toward big skies i smell slick stone ancient pine green rustbrown needles carpet trails edged mountain prairie there, in the shadow i see...
I leave how you leave this at the end with that ellipsis… Most excellent writing.
Sincerely,
David
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Many thanks, David.
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Seriously beautiful.
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Why, thank you Bridgette. I’m glad you liked it.
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