*Like
the fluttering of jade green leaves,
Like
the dancing butterflies in wind,
My evenings
spark under your softest wings,
Set on these summer tides,
I don't know where they take me to
but verily
my beginning is your shore alone.*
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 11:40 AM UTC
*Like
the fluttering of jade green leaves,
Like
the dancing butterflies in wind,
My evenings
spark under your softest wings,
Set on these summer tides,
I don't know where they take me to
but verily
my beginning is your shore alone.*
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