There were brush strokes of cloud

Against a watercolour of blue

And, the sun gilded wisps

With a honey drizzle hue

There was wonder in that canvas

Painted by Nature's hand

But, on occasion, tears would fall 

Reminiscing a green & pleasant land 

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Roses were never within her

For only the cloying fragrance of lilies  

emanated from every pore

and ethereal breath 

A succulent moss gave comfort

like an earthly blanket

Seducing her cold, dead bones

Pale, decaying flesh turning

fertilizer for sprouting fungi: 

such tempting, flavoursome morsels 

of a fine meaty bouquet

The swirling breeze whispers:

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She danced under the moonlight

Deep, deep into the trees

Until the morning mist

Made her the dew upon the leaves   

She dripped unto the fertile soil

Where fragrant flowers bloomed

Then bees refined her into honey

And your eager mouth consumed

Your sticky lips, like summer, shone

As you sowed your field of corn

And the innocence of restless youth

Lik...

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How free, flows the raging river

How free, float the clouds

How free, sways the luscious grass

How free, stand trees so proud

How free, swirls the playful wind

How free, tides ebb and flow

How free, the sunlight bathes the earth

How free, wild flowers grow

How free, the stars prick night with gold

How free, the moon that shimmers

How free, roam creatures of ...

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