Your eyes Brown pools of smoldering emotions I remember your eyes...
It has been years since I let you go It has been years since I felt your touch I had no choice I had no voice...
The heady scent of the forest is overwhelming as the night approaches Brusque, unsullied, intoxicating …. A young owl blends in quietly while sitting on a branch...
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