The audible texture of wind, Captures me so.
With its brushing breeze
and whisping howl
my hand he'll sieze
and guiding me gently and leading me swiftly
to a thrusting unravel
of clarified soaring.
He captures me so, that audible texture Wind.
Sooo cute! I like the imagery you can portray!
ReplyDeleteAww, thanks! Do you have anything I can work on? I realize now that my 'it' should probably have been a 'he' but please don't be afraid to be harsh, I need some strong critism. It's not too childish is it?
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