napowrimo- 11= april 2020- language of flowers- stay fit

Bathed in sunshine
She patted her long mane
While few droplets of water
Tucked gingerly onto her face
The visible tan on her cheek
Chose to hide behind her curls
The ombre on her chin
Rested quietly in swirls
Squinting her eyes
She gradually leaned forth
Grabbing a handful
Of dear mother earth
She formed a dough
And carefully placed
Under his sore feet
That cruely ached
He held her palms
And cupped his face
Soothing her with coolness
Inducing the heat to gradually leave no trace
They had vowed to be together
As long as they could be
They worked it out best
For they wouldn't want to be wilted off so easily
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