'The dreams they are real scents that drift on air under the apex of twin sleeping moons bathing all around amethyist aglow I have found through the persona of living flora whispering strands of growth with unknown names caress the chilled air against my skin whilst my kiss on beak of bird is a place where my dreams are of my love existing nowhere else other than in my dreaming heart'
This beautiful image calls so much to me, that I have left you the gift of poetry!
WOW LUCIOLE!!!! This is fantastic! The definition and color is so intense and vibrant. It has such nice depth to it! No one can do it like you do!!! You are so goooood!
they are real
scents
that drift
on air
under the apex
of twin
sleeping moons
bathing all around
amethyist aglow
I have found
through the persona
of living flora
whispering strands
of growth with
unknown names
caress the chilled air
against my skin
whilst my kiss
on beak of bird
is a place where
my dreams
are of my love
existing nowhere else
other than
in my dreaming heart'
This beautiful image calls so much to me, that I have left you the gift of poetry!
Thank you kindly for sharing!