I hear whisper’s of your spirit dancing in the leaves
as springs soft whistle skips between the trees,
and you are gone,
in a moment,
swept away on a breeze.
A moments voice.
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blossom666
Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs! View all posts by blossom666
