May 26, 2019

Spell





When the forest rhythms start to play
Walk with me, make me sway
Like a dreamy cloud caresses the window
Dream with me, fly with me, nadir or crescendo.
Like a feather's touch or tease,
Strolling down with ease
Rests on the button,
and then dives in with passion.
Droplets glide by my side,
as the heady feelings collide,
a storm builds inside
whips up a hungry tide.
The distant bells waft in spells,
Splash of water & the thirst it quells.
Pine trees sway their leaves,
A warm breath in a cold breeze.




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