Smiling softly, relaxing, my being blends with the night until mornings first blush kisses me gently awake. ♥ Robin ♥

Published April 28, 2013 by scenickviewz

Hearing your sirens call on the wind, the sweet scent of flowers lingering light in the air. Subtle and intoxicating weaving a spell of magic, one I am loathe to break. So I remain, sitting quietly in the darkness, wind gently stirring all around, the rustling leaves the only sound that fills the night with a gentle song. One of longing and peace,smells of the night, the clean earth, light and fragrant tantalizing the senses with remembered dreams of days long gone. Smiling softly, relaxing, my being blends with the night until mornings first blush kisses me gently awake. ♥ Robin ♥

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