the wind finds her rest
in the branches of flowers
remember the scent
the stag holds starlight
in his labyrinth antlers
sweetness of her fall
heaven wants our souls
nature craves the spill of blood
water and fire
he fights for justice
she brings him peace and delight
they trust together
About the Creator
Danielle Mullineaux
Lost dryad working to build a temple for her thoughts in the forest of her mind.
Or keep her sanity in the human experience.
Both are true.
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