Staring at the Sun
The sun will purify my sight. My eyes will be like falling stars. The blue of the sky will be white. The palm trees will
The sun will purify my sight. My eyes will be like falling stars. The blue of the sky will be white. The palm trees will
The windows never concealed the openness unless it was tinted, The thoughts never disappeared until it was painted. Painted with the love that was once
The hearts of those shining bright Find peace and hope viewing the sunshine On the most graceful beast’s streaming hair Celebrating the beauty of the
What was her favorite color? Was it the brown in your eyes? Or Was it the pink in your smile? Was it the black that
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Raindrops Love is in the silver drops liquid paradise fresh invigorating slice water heals our spirit revives our magician inside! writing and typing side by
Gypsy of flowers The winds carry many showers, flowers of petal towers swaying with life’s handshakes, writing in meadows with light shades. Curtains of sunlight
Spring’s Water My love for spring the flowers sing my heart aches for petals to love to see the blue sky and the soft birds
The season is relaxing washing in on ocean waves the sand captures tender land escapes drapes of quiet look rest is special test captivates our