It Danced Upon the Very Air
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It danced upon the very air,
Like a puff of silver breeze.
It swirled around my ankles bare,
Like froth within my coffee.
It tickled my nose most teasingly,
Like a feather fluff not there.
It licked my ear so subtly,
Like mist that kiss the wind.
*Always wanted to write a ‘pretty’ poem…so there we go.
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