And here I go again.
Continuing the habit (is it a bad habit? I’m not sure) of stealing other people’s ideas and tinkering with them a little to make them sound like my own …. I do so again, this time taking the lead from Stella who writes (I think) of hunger and imagination.
Just a whisper
Just a word
These little bits of you
I’ve heard
Your little hint
Of perfume sweet
A glimpse of lace
Or satin sheet
My little thoughts
Of you in sight
Just little dreams
Of you at night
Sipping on
Your special brew
And tasting
Little bits of you
Richmond Road 
Getting warm in here….it must be that I was vacuuming😄
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Sit down and have a cold drink.
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Done
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so sweet, these are great compositions, never feel guilty if we inspire!
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Amazing as always and probably my favorite in a long list of my favorites of yours! So impressed with your writing and honored that you included me on your blog!! Thank you so much.
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Shucks
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:):)
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Whew… I’m feeling a little warm.
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I recommend a cold drink and a lie down
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And can’t vacuuming be such marvellous fun? Great bang for the buck. A few minutes caressing the carpet can produce such splendid results.
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How beautifully poetic.
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