haloes of light
reflecting on dew-sewn leaves
like angel's breath
creeping through the eaves
a soft, sweet rug
pencilled in a soft, sweet green
and the ever-changing spectrum
of an ever-changing scene
glance up at the sky,
don't you love the summer?
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 3:37 PM UTC
haloes of light
reflecting on dew-sewn leaves
like angel's breath
creeping through the eaves
a soft, sweet rug
pencilled in a soft, sweet green
and the ever-changing spectrum
of an ever-changing scene
glance up at the sky,
don't you love the summer?
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