| earth I know it's fucked up, but I still love this place |
| Earth, the great wooer With waxing soundless growth and waning loud decay How I long to cradle my head in her Composting bosom. Sea, the shapeless seductress With leaping boundless energy and dead-still timeless apathy How I long to bathe my body in her Murky tendrils. Fire, the blistering heathen With crackling scorches and muted yule log glow How I long to dip my hands in her Seething maw. Wind, the moaning temptress With blustering snow stings and goose-bump summer breezes How I long to bare my soul to her Howling embrace. |
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