🍁Unrestrained🍁
I envy the crimson flower, soft and unscarred,
Where rough winds never leave a wound or mark.
I envy her who never drinks too deep,
Of moon’s bright gaze that holds the heart asleep.
She never drowns in words so sweet and low,
That voice that charms, then breaks, then lets you go.
I dreamed I could be like her, light and free,
Not chase what flies, nor long for what can’t be.
No whirling search on pale and lonely hill,
Just stillness… calm… and quiet will...06152026 ©LanZhan🌄朝朝暮暮🎑 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805
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