...see the woman eyes
flowers swaving
on scattered hills
sun dancing calling in the bees
see the woman heart
lavender butterflies
fronting blue sky
misty rain falling
on soft wild roses
see the woman beauty
ligthing streaking
dark summer nights
forest of pines mating
with new winter snow...
(John Trudell)
(John Trudell)
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