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Psithurism Interludes

Psithurism - the sound of rustling leaves - From the Greek, meaning to whisper ..

One day perhaps
I want
and shall, invite
you, into
an open glass
fronted room
with ocean view
and you
will lay with me
there ..
On top of both
our hastily
discarded robes
and where
beneath a navy
spiralled,
Van Gogh sky ..
You mayΒ 
choose to watch
and feel
me resurrect
against
the backdrop
of a gentle and oh’
so rhythmic
psithurism ..
Both more than
merely
grateful to a very
welcome breeze ..
Yet still
keen to leave each
of those dead
and drying
orchestral leaves
outside
our deliciously
and deliberately,
unlocked open door ..

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Neville

I am again honoured & then some POETESSDARKLY thank you so very bloomin much :)Β 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

cool write Nev.! I'll tip toe on by.....................................................................Jim

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Neville

Then I thank you kindly JtL :)

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sparrowsong

Hello Nev...

If the bed is rocking don't come knocking...

😲

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Neville

the gift of word you left behind your fleeting visit, is near priceless .. thank you for it sparrowsong :)

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Neville

I am indeed most honoured sir .. many thank you's .. NevilleΒ 

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