In a field of blue, where cornflowers dance, Beneath the skies of grey expanse. Raindrops fall with gentle grace, Kissing each bloom's tender face. The petals, blue, a vibrant sight, Glisten in the soft, dim light. Raindrops gather, then cascade, A liquid lullaby they've made. Each cornflower bows with rain’s embrace, In nature's rhythm, finds its place, A symphony of drops and blooms, A dance that chases away the gloom. Through mist and rain, they stand so tall, Cornflowers in the rainfall’s thrall. A field of blue, serene, they reign, In harmony with the falling rain. I always have a special thing about blue cornflowers. They seem so unnatural, yet pleasing to look at. I dream up of living next to a field of these flowers. Next to a ghostly partner. Enjoying the moments we theoretically share. Its kinda sad how I dream and envisioned such a thing to myself, it drives me away from the accepting truth that I will be forever alone. In a sea of these blue corn flowers, I always dream of such a thing... Makes me forget about the many reasons why Im here.
Honestly I really like how ur playlist unexpectedly ended. I wish there was more to your playlist tho. I hope more comes good to you @Glibrage ❤❤❤
Thank you dear friend!
In a field of blue, where cornflowers dance,
Beneath the skies of grey expanse.
Raindrops fall with gentle grace,
Kissing each bloom's tender face.
The petals, blue, a vibrant sight,
Glisten in the soft, dim light.
Raindrops gather, then cascade,
A liquid lullaby they've made.
Each cornflower bows with rain’s embrace,
In nature's rhythm, finds its place,
A symphony of drops and blooms,
A dance that chases away the gloom.
Through mist and rain, they stand so tall,
Cornflowers in the rainfall’s thrall.
A field of blue, serene, they reign,
In harmony with the falling rain.
I always have a special thing about blue cornflowers. They seem so unnatural, yet pleasing to look at.
I dream up of living next to a field of these flowers. Next to a ghostly partner. Enjoying the moments we theoretically share. Its kinda sad how I dream and envisioned such a thing to myself, it drives me away from the accepting truth that I will be forever alone. In a sea of these blue corn flowers, I always dream of such a thing...
Makes me forget about the many reasons why Im here.