I love this place and would not mind wasting a lot of my precious time hiking it.
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Landscape And Poetry
The night creeps in
The night creeps in,
the sun fades out, the lanterns flash their bright lights
The stars and moon’s jealousy grew
As your eyes sparkle, the jewels of the night
The drums echoed, the piano sings
As my heart beats the rhythmic dance of love
In your eyes, there was beauty, beauty way ahead of this reality,
indescribable, untamed, beyond my … Read more ...
… Imagine Loving Life
You belong with the Autumn leaves dancing through the landscape. You belong with the afternoon sun whose touch is soft, kind, and gentle. You belong with the wind, always moving, always wild and always free. You belong with me, deep inside my arms, where I can love you and protect you for all of eternity.
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She was just a friend
She was just a friend I liked hanging out with, someone I could talk to, spend time with, and talk about anything and everything that comes up in my mind.
Seeing her again after all these years we were apart made me realize just how much I miss her. The light in her eyes, the dimples on her cheeks, the … Read more ...
… Imagine Loving Life
The clouds drowned out the voice and words I wanted to say with their effervescent nature as they dyed the blue sky with their art just like a painter’s passionate emotion expressed on his own canvas. My appreciation for art was suddenly interrupted as the fierce mountain wind blew directly against me, straight from the unreachable silver horizon, shaking the … Read more ...
She lay her head
She lay her head on top of my shoulder. I could feel her breathing in peace and breathing out all of her worries, all of her pain and all of her troubles as if she was giving them to the universe and never wanting them back again. She was always crying before. Always some stupid guy that broke her heart, … Read more ...
… Imagine Loving Life
I leaped from one stable rock to another, trying to avoid as much of the bushes, branches and thorns tugging at my pants. A spider web brushed off of my face, my heavy backpack got stuck in a low hanging branch, and I almost slipped at a moss covered stone; these are the prices I pay for going off trail … Read more ...