Poem -
Drift
Sounds of summer, often dark and sweet, sun-rays penetrate the shadow leaves, trees gimbal, winds eternal blow, I have toiled upon the stone, I wonder why, all has led to dark, I welcome the moon as my heart
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Hey Dustin a great write. Hrl
Appreciate the comment.
Hi Dustin...love your work....the more I read it the better it becomes! simple and understated but powerful!
Lodigiana x
So glad you enjoyed it:)