Sweet Music

Trees in Ranui 012Quite florescent mist lingers after the rain

our mounts are quaking about the wind

The breeze when it blows is full of the salt of tears

They sense the incoming storm

Tenderfoot I feed them carrots pat them calm

Sweet music wills me towards you

Your stare transparent in my eyes

Me an urchin in your mirrors reflection

Dark and peaceful among the dream

The land is cracked and dried like the heart of wicked

I saddle my horse ready to ride

I shiver at the night’s air

You got me scattered in pieces

shining like stars and screaming

lighting me up like Venus

Playing your same sized violin.

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