Market day

Aroma of spices
Dance and swirl in the sunlight
As shoppers haggle

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Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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2 Responses to Market day

  1. alarmingman says:

    Wonderful analogy – those dancing aromas…


  2. emmylgant says:

    Yes! They dance, mingle, merge, blend, dip, disappear and come back…. and sometimes they even tap dance! An extrasensorial proboscis makes it happen 😉


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