Whitedrop Wine


Venturix Dreaming

Hidden behind,
Reeds and maple trees,
Shades of elms and whitedrop wine,
Thoughts linger and slip through the sky,

Hidden behind,
Dandelions and sweet November skies,
Citrus notes and olive groves,
Fingers linger across the skin of ivory cream,

Hidden behind,
A wall of rippling stream,
In symphony, the bluebirds hum,
Harmoniously voices whisper into the wind.

Gently in the shade we hide,
The world forgotten,
Let it pass us by.

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