I watch you dip and fly dancing, leaf to leaf, taking ease any place you land- eluding my lens as if I mean to steal your soul. Your visage burns into my memory I have no designs on your soul- just an image to sustain me through winter’s coming chill. © Nancilynn Saylor Photo of […]
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Nancilynn is Writing again 