in the briefest respite between crashing night/breaking dawn
far beneath the ever vapid
holding her hand was like grasping the wind;ever swirling;tantalizing in effervescent whirls and whorls;her finger prints etched deep into the soul of the earth
solar radiation in lapping waves
in the briefest respite between setting sun/encroaching night
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
I love that it’s for n â¤ď¸ That’s my favorite part
I’m now clothed in rich words like the softest silk ~ n
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i should have stopped with the title then. been exploring new styles lately. trying to not grow stale.
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Stopped with the title?
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it was your favorite part. mission accomplished.
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My favorite part wild habve been nothing without the rest
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Oh, lol.
I just love everything about it, that you did it, that’s it’s beautiful, that it’s for n, and that someone like you writes for people like the one you did in this đ¤
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so many of them are for that one, just not branded. a favorite topic of mine.
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I love that word effervescent. Makes me think of a fantasy landscape. Bright and colourful almost cartoon like. Great verse Mike.
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