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gazing upon the trees // poem

By: burgundy bug


Source: Woodsy Walk 03 | Penelope Peru Photography p3

there is peace to be found in gazing upon the trees,

as the breeze trickles through them with ease,

and drizzle meets down at your feet,

there is life all around you waiting to be found,

but the world all around you is getting too loud,

there is peace in your voice when you say, “baby, please,”

you kiss me once,

i kiss you twice,

from your head to your knees,

by the end of the night we’re talkin’ over hot teas,

teasin’ my hair as i stare at your pearly white teeth,

there’s a girl right beside you, waiting to be found,

but the world all around you is getting too loud,

there’s a space by my shoulder when you’re not around,

so i’ll search for your face in big city crowds.

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The bug behind the blog… A cynical optimist, burgundy bug is the editor, graphic designer, and main photographer for The Burgundy Zine. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it's got nothing on the bug. Her work embodies a wide variety of topics including: ecology, biology, neurology, cannabis, reviews, fashion, entertainment, and politics. If you are interested in learning more about the bug behind the blog or working with her, please visit our contact page.

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