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In Another Place
In Another Place
a soft breeze
drifting through an open window
hung with net curtains
the faint perfume
escaping
from an open book
the creak of a floorboard
cracking
above you
the shadows
caught dancing through the doorway
in a dim lit room
the taste of honey
clinging
on a teaspoon
the feel of a scarf
on your face
...
Sunday 26th April 2020 5:57 pm
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