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candles light up her room
it smells like herbs
and flowers

fall is her favorite season
she enjoys the rain
while dancing trough the woods
barefooted

she's one with nature and the sun
but in love with the moon
everyone's terrified of her
𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙
𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝚊𝚜 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜
𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢
𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚜
𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝.



#herdsmanofprogress
https://thomasbron.wordpress.com/2020/02/05/inhale/
 Feb 2020 E Bhrèagha
Anastasia
hearts in his eyes
he couldn't deny
that he loved her

clouds in the sky
seemed to imply
it was softer

a wink and smile
and a little while
she took her toll on him

she was the definition of magic
but it was a little bit tragic
how she teased him relentlessly

she licked her lips
catching the sunlight
when he looked at her
he thought he'd be alright
As we draw our little lines in the vast space of sand, we also step over others, worn away indentions.

We hurt and we break and we cry.
Then we rebuild and repeat.

Always keeping time and cutting ties.
We just keep crossing lines.

We just need to erase these lines in the sand
and wipe away to start again.
music is part of the vitality
to which we stand
on hollow ground.

it's a sweet serenity
so let's listen and
get lost in the sound.

this sense of unity
is a vast land
to which we're found.
Roses drawn on hands, on arms, and on cuffs of jeans.
Stars encircle wrists,
like constellations.
Little quotes and lovers' names.
Small remembrances and inside jokes galore.
Vines, plant and meme alike.
But little drawn roses are my favorite.
 Feb 2020 E Bhrèagha
Anastasia
let's sit on top of the building
kiss under the lights of the city
look me in the eyes and tell me i'm pretty

take my hand and we'll walk along the edge
forget the day that we met
stay together no matter what we get

crowns of steel and headlights
we know we'll be alright
stay with me tonight

wind and hands in my hair
shining stars everywhere
running up the stairs

dancing on the fire escape
get it all on tape
buildings fade into blurry shapes
 Feb 2020 E Bhrèagha
Anastasia
little lights
inside your eyes
pretty stars
in a midnight sky
holding hands
fingers entwined
i've got you
nothing else i need to find
running in the dark
away from it all
the sky is vast
with a love so tall
it held on tight to the pretty lights
the ones called stars
i want you to hold me close
in a world that's ours
dark as twilight
black velvet kiss
you're made of shooting stars
but you're my only wish
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