I can hear them listening
between the roots and the soil
I plant my feet
wriggling toes
wet earth
Midnight rises again
the tides control the moon
repetitious ebb and flow
stars wink off the seconds
distant suns
vast nothing
Never is abstract ideas
the present future passed
only before you and me
and the musical affirmative
clear melodies
discordant pause
Red and golden blends
of abstract ideas
of winking stars
of eavesdropping corn
two deviants
warm embrace


















That's so cuuuute!
Who is the lucky deviant?
Anyways, good vocabulary and imagery, I liked it!
Nice going Max.