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It's the rich soil

wafting its way to your nose,

enlightening your senses.

It's the longing

as you gaze out the window,

trapped inside.

It's the melancholy,

as old memories seem to appear,

by a single drop.

I take a breath

and the sky opens up

drenching me in its silence.

A new beginning.

And here, in this moment

of rain, I long to be no where else

but in open fields

dancing in earth's tears.
he fell to his knees
on seeing her naked form
much praise he did give
Losing sight of the stars,
now that I've come so far,
overlooking the skies dark,
just to make a mark,
I look back,
and see myself wondering,
which road to travel,
one with the gravel,
or the one with the marvel.

I rather chose the one with the gravels
(inspired by Robert Frost)
just so it would have a better outcome in the end
so as to make my body and soul unify
that is why I dreamt so high.



Well, ten years from now, I'd like to see myself this way.
he entered her landscape
to discover the beauty she held
on feeling her wonders
he was beguiled
by her splendor
her
castle
shall crumble
to putrid dust
amid her wreckage
thy shall applaud
long and hard
the day
nears
she so enjoyed
having his hands attending
her ample bosoms
whence the dawn hour arrives
the folds of our bed shall stir
into a moist paradise
lush with love's
delectable
delights
let's feast on the fruits of love
our glistening bodies in a rhapsodic concert
we'll share of a nectar divine
as our bodies combine
in an ardor sublime
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