JS Angel Wings: Sunlight ❤️
The stone region slept in the whipped dust of dawn
It caught fire between two firewalls at once
Hundreds of suns fell on every soul
Millions of carats of Infinite Light.
Acacia, the field woke up drunk
Sunlight on the green ridge danced hesitantly.❤️
Leda Angel © July 25, 2021
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