all along i’ve been not knowing
so i could see the violet in the sunset,
but i missed the moon rise and the
wishing star. i captured the violet
but lost the music of the wave break,
waft of salty air, and the hollow feel
of you, walking away, beneath the violet.
Talking to the Clouds 
Beautiful and a little painful. Well done.
wonderfully written, loved it. And i need to borrow that color scheme for a painting wow
Dynamic, Sarah.
this is pure beauty! Xo
Big sighs for this beauty, poet….
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