An Evening By The River
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A solitary and majestic evening wander by the river.

An Evening By The River

Slender and untamed,

Slender and untamed, Curves gorgeously entangled

Slender and untamed, Curves gorgeously entangled Fairly quiet and slow-moving

Slender and untamed, Curves gorgeously entangled Fairly quiet and slow-moving An innocent swiss

Her plain-woven

Her plain-woven lightweight see-through fabric

Her plain-woven lightweight see-through fabric Now ornamented with

Her plain-woven lightweight see-through fabric Now ornamented with needlework of fallen flowers

Her plain-woven lightweight see-through fabric Now ornamented with needlework of fallen flowers Dyed with shamrock-colored eyes of waltzing leaves

Her plain-woven lightweight see-through fabric Now ornamented with needlework of fallen flowers Dyed with shamrock-colored eyes of waltzing leaves On the sweet serenade of crickets and toads inlove

Soft ripples of river's

Soft ripples of river's Nightgown hem caressed

Soft ripples of river's Nightgown hem caressed Mulish taciturn gray rocks

Raven-coloured heaven

Raven-coloured heaven Gradually encroaching

Raven-coloured heaven Gradually encroaching Silver globs-sprinkled

Raven-coloured heaven Gradually encroaching Silver globs-sprinkled With a final garnish-

Raven-coloured heaven Gradually encroaching Silver globs-sprinkled With a final garnish- A slice of gleaming orb

This moonwake along with

This moonwake along with The baffling psithurisms of trees

This moonwake along with The baffling psithurisms of trees Were my gifts, my companions

This moonwake along with The baffling psithurisms of trees Were my gifts, my companions As my own tiny stream slithered

This moonwake along with The baffling psithurisms of trees Were my gifts, my companions As my own tiny stream slithered -a worming melancholia;

This moonwake along with The baffling psithurisms of trees Were my gifts, my companions As my own tiny stream slithered -a worming melancholia; Joins the gentle graceful river.

This bewitching moonglade,

This bewitching moonglade, It paved a pathway before me,

This bewitching moonglade, It paved a pathway before me, Before all souls of lone wolves

A stretch from me, from us,

Towards a place of uncertainties,

Towards a place of uncertainties, And myriad wonders

Towards a place where

Towards a place where I can get lost

Towards a place where I can get lost But still find myself.

Thank you for reading! :)

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