Snowdonia
After Rain
Jagged edged mountains
Turn face up to drink
Yellow and white
Clouds sail quietly by.
Jagged edged mountains
Turn face up to drink
Yellow and white
Clouds sail quietly by.
May Breeze
I have spent days, A breeze blowing over me, Smelling green grass and white-thorn, My lovers head on my arm. Hearing summer’s soothing hum, Feeling her gentle caress on my skin; Breath rising and falling In the wistful peace of a day dream. I have felt that breeze warm on my skin; My lovers head so close to mine Fingers gently entwined.
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