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Me & Her In The Woods
rock_26iin | 27 June, 2005 20:10
Towers of crimson
Dance with the wind
Her tresses of auburn
As if flames through them, skimmed
A countenance of power
The light of stars
Her radiant laughter
I'll love her, ever after
Her robes of amethyst
Waltzing with the breeze
Cascades of beauty
Emanating from the trees
In her eyes, innocence
In her glance, purity
In her voice, laughter
In her arms, endearing serenity
Dance with the wind
Her tresses of auburn
As if flames through them, skimmed
A countenance of power
The light of stars
Her radiant laughter
I'll love her, ever after
Her robes of amethyst
Waltzing with the breeze
Cascades of beauty
Emanating from the trees
In her eyes, innocence
In her glance, purity
In her voice, laughter
In her arms, endearing serenity
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