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Afternoon

A lonely cloud in the bright sky,
the trees sway gently
as the shadows pass by;

in this stillness, I sit,
not bothered by the silences
as long within your touch.

I smile at the shy red flowers
dotting the yellows and the green;
as I move to rythm of your restless feet.

I feel alive in the freshness
of summer sun on empty roads
waiting for the bus, to take us home.

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Inspired by Toads prompt to write a stillness poem.