Nature Walk Pt.2


Sugar runs through the Heart
Air Rushes through the trees
Chills In my veins
"good things come in Threes"

So Local are my spirits
atoms are packed so Tight

Clouds in a sky hammock
Mountaintops to keep them awake
Salty air sways back and forth
like waves exchanging foam

Sugar runs through the trees
Horizons always running away
Blood rushes through the brain
Logic leaves feelings unswayed

To my dismay

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