531 Once in a while, it can be like that June 7, 2014

Posted on March 19, 2016 by Ken Greenman

Lacey, hazy sunlight lit silken maze
where lovers wander,
wondering fingers reach for the touch
of the one.
Souls are woven together in fairy dreams
where all are awake,
senses sparkle in morning dew,
midnight moons rays,
foils for warm embrace.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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