Nelipot

Universal connection

Sweet embers tickle my throat.
Suckles of the magnolia play in my nose. The dancing scents swirl through the taste in my mind.
Wild ones rained where I place my bare feet.
Touching every breath. Feeling the breeze of the woods. The tall trees and dirt. The stones that have been left unturned. Following my journey with a sweet smile on my lips.

- Deana