Peppermint twist melts in the open dawn
refreshing whisper-dance of green-breeze
curls and skips against spring-rose breath.
The sound of storms spark an echo,
jar ghost giggles to spill from shadow-clouds…
a grin journey-skips
across drizzle and scars,
cues a shimmer bubble-balloon.
dVerse – Quadrille Monday (all the words so far).