The Meadow (2017)

James Long
May 5, 2020
1 min read

Flecks of sunlight

Scattered across the dancing surface of a stream

her laughter wove through the trees, keeping time with ancient melodies

Warm, against his cool mind

He was drawn, closer

still

Turns the sky

A single Breath

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