Ocean dreams of quiet servitude
fresh water pearls and golden shores
pouring out, until there is no more
Silent skies sliding o'er the sea
motioning to rocks , seashells, and trees
Eggglantine shades of night lifting off the breeze
here come the sailboats, gliding on the hues
of one still night;
Wrapped in linen sheets of my own sorrow
I watch as morning arrives with her Peruvian promise
I am a wanting child lingering longer then I ought to,
in this lovely, lovely, place
where one can dissapear without a trace.
Eglantine (sweetbriar) is a choice little flower. Sorta smell like apples. "Peruvian promise" adds some mystery to the imagery and gist. Lovely work Vie. Remember: Don't ever let anyone walk through your creative mind with their dirty feet. Peace, and continued inspiration... r
The Harvest of Souls Crossover is a story that is exciting, vigorous, and full of suspense about the fight of good and evil in two realms, the light and dark world. The Howdy Family is determined to defeat the world of darkness, led by the seemingly
The Harvest of Souls Crossover is a story that is exciting, vigorous, and full of suspense about the fight of good and evil in two realms, the light and dark world. The Howdy Family is determined to defeat the world of darkness, led by the seemingly
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