Fleeting – a Musette

Another new follow of mine but am sure well known.   Always moving thoughts that drift in and out poking at emotions where breath sweeps along with beats of the heart.  

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Fleeting In bed their tattoos met and bled. Ink-kissed lovers, knowing this tryst – night-born, would live; would die with dawn. – Ryan Stone With thanks to FT Ledrew for introducing me to the Musette form.


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