Author: Sita Fuoco PM
About a hot relationship with nature. Sort of. Not really.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance - Words: 248 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 03-06-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2484958
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The days have changed so much
Since I used to walk the nights.
I had so much love for the flavor of the wind
And the scent of moonlight.
Nostalgic. Above me, the touch of starlight,
Diminished in comparison to before,
By the glistening parking lot lights.
About sitting on the cool, spring grass.
A magnificent cushion of dandelion buds
And the swaying uncut blades caress.
Of delicate, loving, angel sighs.
I had forgotten those nights
When I pondered for an exact word
For night in the springtime.
In my selfish aspiration I told you "I am yours".
Driving the sweet morning dew into my eyes.
And all about the ginger embrace of starlight.
Took me back to the night,
And back to a world that I belonged to.