Beneath the Tree by Matthew T.-S.

The soft swish of long grass caress my ears gently

The sun plays sweetly with the swaying branches

Soft beads of light dance across my face

Spreading warmth wherever they rest

Like a lover’s kiss before a long journey

So perfect a fit in their place

pressed so gently together

It’s nearly impossible to tell when they break

the feeling is so light and lovely

As to leave behind nothing but sensation

And want for more


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