bonfires on branches the forest aglow in auburn
Tag: fantasy
mind’s eye and subtlety is a grey tone of deprivation
she sits in the cradle of green her pride swallowed by the peace
summer trail these trees barely remember the old gods
i keep a piece of paradise on me always until you believe otherwise
for a moment the purple sky belonged to us
wear my darkness as a medal of honor what would you know
i’ve known it all my life an affinity to the paper and word
after the rain full blunt trauma of bliss
cold dawn and the stares of treetop spies
