Walking all alone
twisted shoe’s
dizzy days
a storming cyclone…
Natures loving tree’s
soft distant breeze
beggin you please?
Soft golden,
blanket of heavenly leaves..
Hidden fast asleep
cold dark night
dreaming
lost love
our wish to keep…
Flickering candle
silent flight
passionately emotional
loving delight…
Chris…
you do have a way with words..
And you have a very twisted.. sweet.. sensual imagination…
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