Knock knock breath and a gentle gasp, faded as oxygen and carbon in and out of the nostril, tenderness of a touch on the boulder in between. The birds cheep by daylight, percussion of the wind as the moon rise to call a howl from a wolf. The night was mild, but never was a peek nor a stare, waited patiently Heart softly sang his rhythm closely in between the boulder yet Silence smiled not to reject but to respect all displayed insight. | Quote by Chinwendu Emmanuella

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