Inhale

Memories watercolored across blue skies, savored views that grow fonder with age

Fragrance’s fingertips fall softly upon rose petals, a concerto that moves with the breeze

Silhouettes dance undetected in the shadows, private celebrations not for public view

Joys of living condensed inside myself, life inhaled then exhaled into the wind

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