My Beautiful Pocahontus

Red Cloud.... These reminiscing waters have grown somewhat stagnant now; mirthless repose It seems as the shimmering simile river begins its, millennials requiem Canines still echoing somewhere beyound the sunlit sparkling of her eyes ~ While as their hunters now gather amid the densely diluted cannabis woods In search of this lone gray wolf; Calaxial, their long sought after prize ? Sine qua nons aurora borealis' zenith from afar, his guide; apsis Her fragrant scent beyond the wildflower clusters afore this linden twilights Reflections of resplendencies graceful contours within, her beauties silken prose ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...............{Amid Renaissonic Refurb} *