Poetry – beauty

caress me softly

sweet breeze

upon my face

this one swollen tear

rolls slowly

gently

down my neck

Let the things

I can not control

flow through my hair 

into the wind

behind me

Restoring calm

breathing in

the beauty

around me

J. Belle

Ink drawing by Jacqueline Belle

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