Al Sol

by xxEvilAngelxx   Jul 22, 2008


Crunching the leaves,
Traveling slowly,
The young man wandered through.
Cool Shade and Scarlet Light-
Flashing on his innocent soul.
The peace, subtly disturbed.
His presence, well spotted.
The forest, holding its breath
And Blue eyes sparkle in the Sun.

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