Summer blown corn shedding gold on dreamy
Sun-setting day.. She's alone, lazily
Writing. Village lies baked. Sleepy evening
Starts. Shimmers the lake with star-studded haze.
Dusk silhouettes, thru' the trees, the Chateau.
Skyline afire, her own desire burning,
She watches late breeze kiss the fields, knowing
Soon she'll hear sounds of his welcome return.
Quiet imaginings. Places unseen.
Faraway heartbeats. Fairytale dream.
Fay Slimm
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