Ille De Re

Pz-avatarby Jack River09 Feb 2017

Through precious streets as tender as the night which bears them grace
And luscious heat which brushes past the lines upon your face
Through ancient trees which dance with ease beneath the mystic moon
And gentle geese who play the wind with innocence and tune

Toward the growing sun which sets behind the skylark song
And down the unadopted road so golden soaked and long
Over plants with yellow faces, callous crops of wine
And misty waters cold and cautious painting the sublime

Under clouds kissed soft with purple poignance and care
And through the scent of honeydew which plays upon the air
This world is but a dream to me but as I live and breathe
I am this place, in mind and matter, and can never leave