Sunset
The clouds are white pillows on an orange canvas;
The sinking sun, pure blaze.
My eyes drink, my muscles melt.
Outside the breeze is free.
Come to me, heaven's breath,
Fill me to the brim.
Sunset
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Tags: Peaceful Landscape
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10-19-2011
- I liked this ...thought provoking...short but sweet..nice write...a 10 from me!!
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