Deep in a Forest
One that knows even the poorest
There is only Silence
Waiting for time to Commence
Two hearts enter and time marches on
And in the silence of the Trees
They hear the frogs and the Breeze
as though the world sings in honor of their love
A simple moment binds their heat as one
And from this they experience tranquility
They can never be undone
And in the fog and moon, they are reborn.
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 11:38 AM UTC
Deep in a Forest
One that knows even the poorest
There is only Silence
Waiting for time to Commence
Two hearts enter and time marches on
And in the silence of the Trees
They hear the frogs and the Breeze
as though the world sings in honor of their love
A simple moment binds their heat as one
And from this they experience tranquility
They can never be undone
And in the fog and moon, they are reborn.
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