To hear the earth talk.

I dream of a deep turquoise lake. Sunlight skipping from edge to edge

leaving a trail of sparkling gold dust. I dream of soft lush grass of

deep green, each blade tickling my bare feet. Daisies growing wild

as far as the eye can see in beautiful curving waves besides dandelion

clocks that sway in the warm summer breeze. The serene melody of

the song thrush calling to her mate as the blue tit sings a chorus of love

beneath a cloudless sky of powder blue as dragon flies dance in

soundless rhythm chasing one other without care. As lady bugs pause

upon my hands and I count the black dots that contrast so beautifully

against their scarlet red skin before they flutter away. Here is where

I wish to lay, to pass away my day, eyes closed I can hear the earth

feel its mirth, hear the soft lapping water and feel the warm burning sun.

It is here that I can finally feel at one.

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blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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