Visual interpretation of "You touched the cloud": Butterflies and secret sparks; in long glittering hallways

No. 074

December 8, 2024·10 lines·1 min read

You touched the cloud

Heart and soul of the city.

Butterflies and secret sparks in long glittering hallways Butter cake and a roadside stop for a twilight beach On the way back to the Heart and soul of the city. Esplanade bike rides You touched the cloud And never wanted to let go.

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