Virescent Poems - Poems about Virescent

...Relaxing on a lovely fatherland verdant, silky hills. It overwhelms us and absorbs us with all its gravity. You are so close to me; gap is shrinking, god wills.  Luminous joy in this p......

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...So glad you decided to come with me. I brought my camera and we'll wonder At the vistas that we would love to see. A lovely, cloudless day with no thunder. I knew exactly where the best shots be.......

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...Woman, She lassos her tongue around minds creating space in these harden times she licks at the wounds she culls up the glass a virescent glow that forever will last She holds off ......

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...I'm walking in the mountain range of Urayoán Under the massive umbrella-shaped Ceiba tree; The sanctum where the Taíno chief bravely walked. The tree looks bright with a virescent hue of......

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...A pewter mirror cracks in veins of jade, ensconced I've been in winter's house of drear. Aback I'm taken, palpable my fear to see my likeness in such pallid shade. Though loathe am I to venture s......

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...I stand in constant grace donned in my virescent cape where yon brooklet I face which flows through verdant landscape. Young sweethearts seek my shade. So happy ere they leave, sw......

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...Your visage grows out of my heart Your breathe is light for the dark Demented shadows welcome red eyes Now their voices said lies That you drove you from me Now our connections won't become free......

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...Januari brings the glow, that Makes the beech and filbert grow February brings the rain, that Warms our open pool again March brings breezes hot and still, that Make d......

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...**ABC FUN** Funny vs' Rude~~ agrestic bugaboo creeps, dandle 'each- other', footle gleeking, happy, izzat...jillick, kibitz, ludic, maffick, nothosonomia, osculating, proudly, quizzing......

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...I'm named a willow tree and live in grace, the whole of me distinctive in its shape. My elegance well suits this lush landscape of hillocks flung across the field I face. . . and gentle rills meande......

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...These shadows lengthen evening, virescent and plum in that certain solemnity. Do not think twice about the unthinkable, it is a slow slide to an uneasy finish. That certain order of the olean......

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