Saturday, December 12, 2020

Blushing Horizon

 Walking slowly~

hand in hand~

With dry leaves~

crushing under our feet~

and birds chirping~

in a melodious tune.


When you break~

the monotony of birds and leaves~

and whisper sweet little nothings to me.


There I look through your eyes~

and a Sun rises on your face~

you lower your eyes~

and spread that blush to the skies~

And turn the horizon red...


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