Category: mist
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Just be Beautiful
Let’s just be beautiful. Smile and wink. Laugh don’t think. Shake off your worries. Move quick, talk slick and hurry. Conversations like muddy puddles. Mist falls but fails to saturate. In the midst of a life predicated by happiness that forgets to deliberate. Let’s just be beautiful. Love always, Esha
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Shinning Eyes
I can see clearly Now the rain is a light mist Your eyes are sunshine Love always, Esha <3
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Truth = Water
The truth is like water. It can fill a basin and still spill over. It takes many forms. Morphing from fluid to ice. Filling the air with a wet mist that leaves dry skin moist. It is a drink for hydration. It is the washing method of choice. Water cleanses and restores dirty skin. It…
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A Lover’s Mist
Where is the deep end? For people that can’t swim But want to explore it nevertheless To say that they touched the bottom And came back up dry Only to walk the shore Feel the mist of large waves coming near And be dampened by the call Of a truer lover Love always, Esha <3
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Love’s Veil
Love brings a light mist over a breathtaking morn. Bask in the fresh feelings of a crisp day. Let happiness cover blue skies like silk blowing in the summer wind. It’s sturdy but the veil is thin. Love always, Esha <3
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We Call it Fog
We call It Fog Love is like water I have seen it freeze like ice It evaporates like mist It gathers like fog It forms without a reason It dissipates without a cause It is perfect yet flawed And that is precisely why I love it! Love always, Esha <3
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Rendezvous
Rendezvous In a wine colored, brick building Off 54th and Drexel Down the street from the chicken shack Is where it all began We were looking for love In the city of sin A flash flood ran through as he came in As promises hung over the starry sky We locked eyes and…
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My Thoughts… They
My Thoughts… They they set out pollution in the air they destroy the sea they exploit the earth only the minerals it birthed are donned by nefarious nobility they slash the wise and prudent people cutting them down like aging timber but we rise through the ashes of spite like drifting scarlet embers caught in…
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