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Swords and Roses Nov 2015
looking at the floor
don't notice my shiny eyes
tightness in my throat
screaming into a pillow
damp cheeks in early morning
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
stroking your soft head
a quick kiss before I go
fresh soup when you're ill
the way your brown eyes soften
when you see my emotion
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
her breath frosts the grass
she sings high-pitched but softly
earth is calm and still
fingertips brush roof edges
leaving fresh glass icicles
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
he plucks orange leaves
orange is his favourite shade
rain seeps through the soil
harvest brings food aplenty
flavours: pumpkin, cinnamon
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
children laugh and play
the earth smiles at them softly
adults laze around
earth turns its face to the sun
summer dances slow and warm
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
blossoms breaking through
pink and white softens hard trees
slowly earth wakens
her breath making old bones new
the earth inhales once again

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