You are nature

No real laughter can sound in dreams landscape
when trapped inside designers mind
But upon the wild grass can a voice be heard
and it will speak to me kind

Love is always lost in dreams but not in nature,
not in the wild

I woke to see you and I made a sound
the wind and grass listened
listened all around

My running steps on natures ground
brakes away from everything cold
Here is no designers labyrinth dream
For all the world is gold.

You are nature, my best friend

karen.

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