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Author: jessa faerie
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 11-06-06 - Updated: 11-06-06 - Complete - id:2272807

This is more what i was getting at. (NejikeruAme)

Blades

Each tiny blade,

Gently carves indentures,

On my shoulders and legs.

Beautiful inscriptions from Nature herself,

Personifying majesty,

Onto my skin.


Each chlorophyllic fiber gaining life from

A glowing, burning orb, thousands of miles away.

I lay, filling my lungs with the sweet breath of grass,

Lacing my fingers through the green around me,

Smelling it, and tasting hints of verdant humid earth.


Gazing into the endless blue sky decorated with soft,

Damp, creamy clouds, I shut my eyes and slip into a dream.

The blue sky has become dark and despondent,

The air is hushed, I cannot leave, and yet,

I don’t want to.


The heavens open and drench me,

And the surrounding organisms with that mysterious,

Mistress; rain.


I am dancing, singing, swaying, and drinking in my vivacious habitat,

It was a slow, healthy drug,

Flooding me.


A cool breeze echoes around me, I’m awoken,

Human, average, to see the western sky darken leisurely,

As the mystical storm approaches.


And as the sky opens upon me,

I try to feel the magic of nature from my dream,

Alas, I am only wet.

11/4/06- 11/6/06



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