Words I love…

Recumbent… the sound slides off my tongue as the willows idly dip their tentacled branches under the still surface of the brook…

Fortuitous… the fortuitous nature trailing behind a life dangerously lived, plays a round of hide and peek.  It dodges and drifts, seeks and sleeks out of reach…

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