Just like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and despair in her.
Where the heart bleeds on to the paper, there springs poetry...
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#DATENIGHT
As nature dusts some blush rouge On the pristine face of her sky The mellifluous twittering of the evening birds, Signifies another day burning into the night With a scintilla of hope And a plethora of dreams, Nature dresses in gossamer peach clouds For her date with the night.
The night comes in midnight blue, Riding on shiny black wings, Engulfing nature in a hug of peace And the euphoric high of promises Nature dances gracefully in her gown of stars And slowly the night seduces her to sleep Until they mix into one seamless entity And cuddles under the kyanite duvet of dawn.
