Into the air of crystal wings.
Eyes like flying colors.
The dragonfly sits, on it's flexible branch
above the moving water.
The creature buzzes above the water,
Its' wings running on life,
As the sun sets of the horizon,
the dragonfly dances,
on the moving water.
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2 Much of Suns
Poetry#Poetry is love, poetry is life! 2 Much Of Suns Infinities. Copyright@2015 Cover by @BeyondCreative
