A rouge star dances
In the specks of dust,
Weaving a vortex
Of cosmic lust.
Spectrums of colour
Shape into vibrant streams,
Moulding particles of glitter
Into artistic dreams.
A nectar of magic merges
With the embers of hope,
Forming a single moment
Through a kaleidoscope.
The echos radiate
Into the twilight hour,
As the moon whispers
Goodnight my flowers.
K
Perfectly composed, beginning to end, it’s feels good to be reading you again… I hope all well, take care my friend.
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Thank you. It’s much appreciated. All is well. Stay safe and take care x
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Thank you for another of your beautiful poems. I haver been missing them and happy to see you are still writing.
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Thank you. I’m still here in the mist. I hope you are well. Stay safe x
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Oh thats good!
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Thank you x
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Beautiful .. full of incandescence and magic.
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Thank you x
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Such a superb poem, thank you for posting it.
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Thank you for reading xx
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Beautiful! I hope you’re are going well. Just saw your posts.have missed them🖱❤️
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Hello, yes I’m well. Aww thank you. I hope you are keeping well x
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Hello, good to hear. Yes I am, thank you. 😊
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It’s good to see you about, I love the imagery in this post 🙂
Hope you’re well 🙂
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Thank you xx
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Always xx
Hope you’re good
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Such lovely ethereal flow. 🖤🖤
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Thank you x
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