Mindfills

Getting lost is not a waste of time


My bumble bee



bumble bees stumble
like you do with words
love laced longings
stay yet undiscovered

My heaven smiles
as you vulnerably hesitate
you know my reservations

on soapy serenades


monsoon skies precipitate
dripping silver charms
wild drops of hope
cradle in my palms

soi-distant facades
can’t hide your glee
your heart slips and skids
right into me


MindLoveMisery’s wordle #188

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