A Walk.Surround me calm winds tiptoeing under the ravens wings. Remind me of invisible beautiful things. Crackle wise pebbles under my feet, as I prance into my silent retreat. Clap overhead green and amber leaves, sing me a lullaby while you collide in sheaves. Wisp and bow in your kind caress, I could never ask for anything less.
SilentBluemoon 36-40, F 9 Responses 9 Feb 4, 2013