in the night, while the snow fell silently,
i dreamt of flying rose petals,
pink and velvety,
aromatic and delicate–
catching them upon my tongue,
they melted softly like
cotton candy communion
Rose Petals
in the night, while the snow fell silently,
i dreamt of flying rose petals,
pink and velvety,
aromatic and delicate–
catching them upon my tongue,
they melted softly like
cotton candy communion
spanishwoods 
Sounds like a good dream you’d had…
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Yes.
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Lovely
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Thank you.
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Lovely dream ❤️
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Yes, it really was. And totally in contrast to my reality.
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cotton candy communion…. You have such a way with words 🙂
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🙂
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Lovely capture of the transition between spring and winter with its topsy turvy weather. And, “cotton candy communion,” I am in total agreement with Jodi. –Curt
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Thank you Curt. 🙂
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wonderful, dreamlike
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🙂
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Really beautiful!
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Thank you.
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Great analogy, Sylvia!
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Thank you Eliza.
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lovely! and wouldn’t that be fun ….. rose petals falling 🙂
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Yes it would. 🙂
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Oh! my. This was so beautiful. I read it thrice and still cannot get enough of it.
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Thank you!
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Very beautiful..!!
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Thanks so much.
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