FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55
It slipped into my soul on breath of gentle breeze
Arrived on unseen angels' whispering willowy wings
Came captured in the wispy Queen Anne's airy lace
Was layered in the vibrant colors bright, as butterflies alight
Thank God my gaze was held between the atoms' silent spiraling spaces small
For there, was love, in all
Flash Fiction Friday 55
is a story written in exactly 55 words.
Let the G-Man know if you write one
and read the ones of your fellow writers.