Air smelling of stars
a breeze playfully whispers
to beckoning crabs,
scuttling over crystal sands
to drink from a cyan sea
Poetic perspiration
When the pen takes control. · Fun with rhyme, eco interest, submission calls, nothing too serious.
Air smelling of stars
a breeze playfully whispers
to beckoning crabs,
scuttling over crystal sands
to drink from a cyan sea
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When the pen takes control. 
Like the rhythm of that. Reminds me of the sea’s inhalations. 🙂
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Nice word for it
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I live cby the sea. I hear her breathe. It is the ultimate relaxatuin experience. Though not at this time of year when the wind whips across the North Sea laden with tiny nippers of ice!
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