fingers
trace tan lines,
sand dries
on lips of sunshine,
as clouds recede
from grainy
gaze
has not quit
for days.
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fingers
trace tan lines,
sand dries
on lips of sunshine,
as clouds recede
from grainy
gaze
has not quit
for days.
hands in the garden 
loved this Anthony! Well done brilliantly written!
thanks for all the warm comments. Happy New Year. 🙂