Escape

I covet golden autumn woods

With trees that bask in glowing light

And sway gently to an easy breeze.

I want to lay on mossy trunks

And hear the stream that tumbles past

And stare for hours at passing clouds.

I crave the feel of crunching leaves

Beneath my feet as silence coats

My every breath that rolls into the morning air.

I need to know I'm all alone,

To feel the rough and untouched bark,

To see these peaks that stretch for miles.

For mountainsides and rolling hills

And freedom in forests, wild and undisturbed,

I long so much it hurts.

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welp i haven't posted in a while hehehe :'D so hello again

Indigo

Indigo is the soft ambience of traffic

coming through your open window.

And the cool evening breeze that ruffles your hair.

Indigo is the muffled chatter from the living room downstairs

That flows through the crack under your door.

Indigo is the crickets in your backyard,

Chirping bright and clear even in the darkest midnight.

And indigo is the loud beat of disco music,

And dancing through the night