Wednesday, May 13, 2009

there are blooms in the fog...


Warm and rainy, dusty and nice.
The forest was different than all the other times she was there.
The forest was more homely, more like a big, green house.
More like her own dream world with her own dream château,
one with trees in it and rabbits, white ones with big rose eyes and blue blooms.
Nice and foggy,
Foggy and dusty,
Dusty and old,
Old and rainy,
Rainy and sorcerous,
Sorcerous and warm.

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