under night sky
footsteps
shadows
falling stars
spirits moving
speaking with the
breath of blossoms
under the triumph
of a full moon
dripping silver
through forest
boughs
like Christmas
tinsel
drifting onto the
solemn statues
of youth
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Author:
shadow424 (
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Comments1
Beautiful simple words..........makes a lovely picture
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