Sunday, November 16, 2014

Sunday Swirl puzzle # 187

Today's wordle:


When wind blows the leaves of toasty palate
and wood-smoke fingerlings float slowly by,
those not so subtle hints of winter's kiss
drive away the short sleeves of summer's sky
Trees cease to yield fresh flavors lingering
Gentle breezes give way to frosty air
tended by a moisture mix from the north
Warm winter fires stir sexual desires,
feeling closer means there is more to share,
intimacy is healing for the soul -
next year expect another child in tow

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