Fields of rolling grass await,
Ready for the tumble roll,
Where sweet words will have a heart
Easy met, willingly stole.
Harmonies of laughter in the starlight,
Slick sweat of a summer eve,
In the wild woodland souls come to play
Entertwining melodies.
Whisked away by light storm clouds
Alight in eyes that tumble a new dance
Is a subtle mystery
That asks of faith, and a small bit of chance.
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Raindrops on the Window
شِعرRomantic and a bit depressing poetry that I wrote about my... experiences :P Enjoy, comment, vote
