not a single soul in sight,
the wind is playing with my hair
the scent of grass has filled the air.
The moon bleeds for me tonight
showers all in pale red light.
Dark soil's flirting with the trees
flowers dancing with the bees.
And the ground it shakes beneath my feet,
it's bittersweet, bittersweet...
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Very nice. Very poetic (hahaha funny that).
*gives thumbs up*
Thanks =)
I really do like it...
Although... what inspired it?
You're not getting frosts already are you?
Still getting frosts here.
Bring on the spring ;-)
Oh no, we're just getting autumn over here and I love it =)
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