Thursday, April 25, 2013

25 - Walk With Me (Writing About an Image)

Far away
the blueness on the horizon tugs
strings pulled tight and we're compelled

toward that blueness
toward the vast waves of clouds and trees and

do you remember getting lost, you and I?
In the forest
where every sound is an overture
an adventure

I won't forget
the tangy scent of trees
the rolling of the clouds
the warmth of that blue
that we bridged together

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