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Happy Place

Often I have imagined of a place
A place that rules my dreams
Hidden on the backside of my eyelids

Rolling green hills of short manicured grass
A perfectly placid twilight
A gentle breeze rolling through my hair

The air is cold, crisp, and soft
The sky a river of stars
The moon a tender mother looking on from above

The cool grass a cloud under my back
Through my closed eyes I hear pure, beautiful, silence

Sometimes I am joined by a girl
She comes skipping and dancing over the hills
Soaking up the moonlight

She is as gentle as the breeze
As tender as the moon
And as beautiful as the silence





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CarolynQ said...
Jun. 21, 2011 at 2:06 pm
Wow, the words you used to describe this make it sound so wonderful. This is so full of life I love the serene vibe I got from this.
 
hxcRocker replied...
Jun. 22, 2011 at 1:40 am
Thanks. I hav dreamed of this place for as long as i can remember. The words kind of just came with th dream.
 
amicrazyorisitjusteveryoneelse said...
Feb. 20, 2011 at 6:23 pm
This is really nice:)  I like it!
 
hxcRocker replied...
Jun. 22, 2011 at 1:40 am

thanks marley

 

 
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