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Getting lost is not a waste of time

candy ~ a quadrille

Candy floss clouds
trail sirens of sunset
in foolish hope
of a maybe

Twilight rains
icy blue frost
dressed up
in sparkles

Window pane shivers
impatiently waiting
for your silk voice
to melt the cold

I wait for you
my winter-cozy;
Come home to soup
Yours, warmly

Mindfills for dVerse quadrille (a poem of 44 words) ~ warmly;


22 responses to “candy ~ a quadrille”

  1. Such pretty poetry, and a cozy scene of warmth. Now I am just ready to curl up this evening. Awaiting my winter-cozy . . . I have beans on the stove!

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