Seasonal Senses
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By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
The lake in the Spring, campfires in June the way your skin smells neath the light of the moon
Warm July sun and healing rains the gentle way you touch my face
Whippoorwill songs, breezes through trees, the many ways you speak to me
Honeysuckle and lilac blooms the way you look, across the room
Strawberries and cream, a sweet delight like when you kiss my lips good night
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Comments (9)
Hypnotically beautiful! Such strong imagery choices, Kelli!
Seems like a summertime dream of sorts.
Sensationally Romantic Scene 💞💞
Enjoyable read.
I feel the beat of the months and seasons. Nice.
Very nicely done.
Delightful and descriptive!!! Love it!!!♥♥♥
Such an evocative line: “The lake in Spring, campfires in June the way your skin smells neath the moon”✅😊
This felt so alive! Such vivid imagery :)