Trance Poem by Winter Blooming

Trance

Like a river I flow, meandering, deciding my own course..
Like a wild wind, I have my own madness..
Intoxicating everything that I touch with my liveliness..
I'm my own person, full of vigour & dreams..
A sweet melody, hummed on your lips..
I'm a beautiful disaster, blooming in the heart of a mountain..
A wanderers soul thumping, beating loudly..
A mesmerizing sunset, that lights up the desire to chase it forever..
A never ending trance..


#winter_violet
#winter_blooming

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