She was like a breeze
on the summer nights
wanted and elusive,
cooling his feverish soul
~ A
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Dreams of the Night Sky
PoetryThoughts, Quotes, and Poems A place to show the dreams that appear under the Night Sky. Cover: @dreamsformagic
