A quiet path, by trees enclosed,where whispered leaves in da..
Added 2025-03-17 17:00:43 +0000 UTCA quiet path, by trees enclosed,where whispered leaves in daylight dozed.She rushes on, her skin laid bare,a fleeting ghost in golden air.The sun spills light upon the land,the wind extends a fleeting hand.But footsteps echo, close, too near—she runs, she laughs, she disappears.
