THE SUMMER SUN BURNS THROUGH THE CLOUDS, CASTING SHADOWS OVER THE VALLEYS AND OVER THE HILLS BELOW.
HE TOOK MY HAND AND HELD ME THERE. AND IN THAT MOMENT, I FELT A SENSE OF TOGETHERNESS. HE WAS MINE AND I WAS HIS.
THE AIR SMELLED SWEET, LIKE FLOWERS FLOATING IN HONEY. THE AROMA FILLED MY LUNGS AND MADE ME WANT TO FLY IN THE SKY.
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PoesiaI LIE IN DUST AND ASHES, my corpse withers next to you, my love ©2017 WREN #663, #503, #582, #475, #300, #294,#251, #210, #189, #158, #146, #234, #341, #405
