Beautiful disembodied love,
walk with me in the kingdom
of the mourning dressed travelers
dancing under the black sun...
Around your neck,I will tie
a lace of eternity ,
like wreck of destiny...
Embracing you,
in the heady scent of fern,
well'live in the memory of trees,
forms,rediscovering their decomposed
organic essence ...
Greenish melody of stringed ghosts,
history of painful twisted trunks,
death telling vertical stories...
The branches will be our vessel,
cold night ,our shroud ...
Spirit of darkness,revealing the secrets
of ancient paths and silent barks...
Walk with me in the forest of the eternal dusk ,
walk with me in the thousand mornings forest
without a dawn ,
beautiful disembodied love...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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IN LOOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEE
impressive stuff here. the more i read it the better it gets.
The Aokigahara forest in Japan ,known as the "sea of trees'' A cursed place where dozen of desperate people will end their lives every year .
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