Reminicing

Windows open, cool breeze gliding upon the sound of rain and crickets with the desolate call of a train in the distance…
Tired muscles feel the texture of soft sheets as I lay with my thoughts of uncertainty and stillness…
My disposition is one of longing yet tranquility creeps along the edge while I ruminate the moment.
Every breath a mnemonic passage of the transient motion.

 

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3 Comments

  1. paeansunplugged says:

    Love the economic use of words.

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    1. RENEE says:

      Thanks… ^_^
      stay amazing and be connected
      Love ❤

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      1. paeansunplugged says:

        Sure.

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