Where the branches of evergreens dance in the tide
The midnight winds rattle the cliffs,
Carrying drones from a cave
Where she plays by candlelight.
Deep into the night they roam -
Across oceans, through fields and trees.
They find me sleeping far from that place
And whisper what could have been.
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Author:
Hali (
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Comments1
Beautiful word painting.
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