but it was in her eyes as
orange an yellow texture resumed
when the heavens
aligned the western sun in the distance

great forest fires in my eyes
burned steady as amber colors presumed
when the my ashes
sprinkled gently in the dying skies

as darkness shattered the landscape
blanketed with endless stars in the horizon
pale face of the moon smiling an
standing there watching trees an lakes
sleeping naked amongst each other
I can't really put my finger on what your intentions might have been for this piece, but your descriptions and imagery is very good. It's a nice read. Hopefully someone will come along who can get a little more insight into your writing, it'd be a shame to see this passed over.
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Obviously you got this.