I speak of the morning breezeA Poem by Jon Roggie
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Settle in, and feel it. I don't need to speak. A cold breath, waiting for the warmth of the sunset. Wait for the warmth. A kiss on the cheek, waking you to another day. © 2014 Jon RoggieAuthor's Note
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Added on October 15, 2014 Last Updated on October 15, 2014 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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