fog peered over the fence
shyly curling fingers around
cold tree knuckles, warming
their hands chilled by
the moon. all too soon
the fog vanished into
the ground, becoming
damp ghosts haunting roots
____
© Brianna – Tiny Fawns Writings
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fog peered over the fence
shyly curling fingers around
cold tree knuckles, warming
their hands chilled by
the moon. all too soon
the fog vanished into
the ground, becoming
damp ghosts haunting roots
____
© Brianna – Tiny Fawns Writings
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Awesome imagery!
Thank you! 🙂
You’re welcome!
Very nice!
Thank you for reading. 🙂
Beautiful
Thank you!
Don’t thank me. You delivered the enjoyment not me
Your imagery leaves me speechless. Well done.
Thank you so much! 🙂
It’s a pleasure!
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