Windless Chimes

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Windless Chimes

by sloanranger


Windless chimes

blow

through my mind...

and I am led

from times past,

to think

about you.



Sweet rhymes

come and go,

thoughts define

in my head

and

I make them last,

as I think

about you.



Worlds align

and slow,

for a moment in time.

We bed

and cling fast,

and

I think...

about you.


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