here lies my love for you
in the rise and fall of
the splashing hues of each wave
that moves you and I
here lies my love for you
in the moon that emerges,
naked in the distant hillside
where our souls meet each night
December 4, 2020
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here lies my love for you
in the still morning,
the wave and the sail,
the seamless dreams
inside my heart
here lies my love for you
in the chestnut scented air,
the wood fire in the sands
and seducing warm grains
December 4, 2020
___
here lies my love for you
in the quiet mist,
in the mysterious light
of painted snow-dust tips
of the forest pines
here lies my love for you
in the ravine gargle,
the hidden tomb of
the waterfall
and all of time
skipping through December
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 3, 2020
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 3:27 AM UTC
here lies my love for you
in the rise and fall of
the splashing hues of each wave
that moves you and I
here lies my love for you
in the moon that emerges,
naked in the distant hillside
where our souls meet each night
December 4, 2020
___
here lies my love for you
in the still morning,
the wave and the sail,
the seamless dreams
inside my heart
here lies my love for you
in the chestnut scented air,
the wood fire in the sands
and seducing warm grains
December 4, 2020
___
here lies my love for you
in the quiet mist,
in the mysterious light
of painted snow-dust tips
of the forest pines
here lies my love for you
in the ravine gargle,
the hidden tomb of
the waterfall
and all of time
skipping through December
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 3, 2020
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