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Musings of a Wordsmith - 1. A Pipe-Dream
I dream
of small things,
of everyday;
of a coffee in the morning
as the sun arises;
of the fresh air of beginnings,
of my skin longing
to feel alive.
I dream
of the calmness
brought by rough seas;
of the tireless rumor
of crashing waves;
of my skin drying
with the wet salt of water.
I dream
of the shelter offered
by majestic woods;
of the sweet lulling whisper
of leaves in the Fall;
of my skin cooling,
goosebumps in the greenery.
I dream
of longing to be back
whenever I am not at home;
of the warmth at the hearth
on wintery days;
of my skin sweating
in the heat of a memory.
I dream
of big,
of small,
of tangible,
of immaterial,
of you.
And I wake up.
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