poetry WritingThe Wild Things By A Quiet HeartSeptember 13, 2020September 13, 2020 1 Comment on The Wild Things Sugarite Canyon State Park, Raton NM You may hear them, the wild things that beckon in whispers on the breeze, calling out to you In a language whose secrets are lullabies hidden within gentle sunsets Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
This is so beautiful. Exquisite expression given to something so abstract. 👏👏👏
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