I hear her
In the way the wind rustles through the trees
In the noise of the sea rushing to the shore
I see her
In the blue of the sky I find her eyes
In all the beauty of the trees and forests
I feel her
In the warmth of this drink I consume
In the emptiness that consumes me
I love her
With every fiber of my soul
With all I have to give
I love her.
Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 5:06 PM UTC
I hear her
In the way the wind rustles through the trees
In the noise of the sea rushing to the shore
I see her
In the blue of the sky I find her eyes
In all the beauty of the trees and forests
I feel her
In the warmth of this drink I consume
In the emptiness that consumes me
I love her
With every fiber of my soul
With all I have to give
I love her.
