Meet me at the edge of the world
Where the land disappears into the sea
Where earth and sky unite
Into one even grey-blue
Like a clean slate to write our storiesMeet me where the wind whistles
Steadily through the bamboo groves
Waxing and waning in their soulful tune
Calling out to the nothingness
To hear their concocted melody
Let's embrace in the groves
And stand still for a moment, savoring lifeMeet me where leaves rustle slowly
And the sun peeks between the foliage
Announcing a new day
Away from the hustle of daily life
Let's steal a moment in this busy world
For us to feed our soul
And the craving for contentmentMeet me at the fields where
Golden crops dance in the steady breeze
Swaying to the forces of nature
In a tranquil show of regality
Let's sink into the soft ground
And play in the haystacks in loose clothesMeet me wherever we find each other
Meet me under the stars and the moon
Meet me in sleepy mornings
Or in cozy evenings
Or in the lap of serene nightsMeet me where my soul meets yours
Where nature will echo our story
For the ages to come🖤🖤🖤
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The Colours Of Us
PoetryA poetic journey of the deepest desires trapped in the heart of this solivagant - A tale of love and acceptance, of joy and sorrow, or beauty and of the thousand infinities she weaves in her head. ❤️❤️❤️ Note: The characters in this story are fictit...