Zephyr | Misty Ridge Musings

July 5, 2020 / 5 comments

Zephyr

Zephyr,
The gentle West Wind
Carries the breath of a thousand voices.
Dances with the sea foam,
Bubbling with laughter,
Calls forth Aphrodite.

And that’s when the trouble starts!

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Edward Rice July 11, 2020 — 12:15 pm

Called her forth? OK! All this and more live in your image. Love it.

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  Nadia July 11, 2020 — 7:04 pm
  
  You always get it, Ed.
  
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Don July 11, 2020 — 2:54 pm

are we talking hanky-panky in the surf?

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  Nadia July 11, 2020 — 7:05 pm
  
  We might be. 🙂
  
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Paul July 11, 2020 — 8:45 pm

Nice to have you back writing again.

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