The Underhill
Pull around you a skin of earth,
green and gold, glowing.
It's life that forces hills and hollows-
push me pull you sun and moon,
and love the kernel cuddled here,
so overused, abused, and yet,
refreshed each day, embraced
in blissful soil.
green and gold, glowing.
It's life that forces hills and hollows-
push me pull you sun and moon,
and love the kernel cuddled here,
so overused, abused, and yet,
refreshed each day, embraced
in blissful soil.
posted by burning moon at 1:03 PM
2 Comments:
The language in this is so rich,
and this just rolls off the tongue
and love the kernel cuddled here,
so overused, abused, and yet,
Well written Moon
pull around you, a skin of earth
very cool.
Thank you :D
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