// a portuguese word for a feeling of nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone who/that is distant
Words are a compilation of mine and the talented author Angela Abraham @daisydescriptionari
here we were with the flowers blossoming from the earth,
they first come in ones and twos,
yet soon they are all spread throughout the green fields.
with the growing flowers comes a new chapter, spring. a wave of emotions are brought up when witnessing a growing flower,
the feeling of new life and endless new opportunities.
happily dancing in the wind,
the flowers met the eyes of a soul.
Though covered with the dark shades,
leaving his eyes unknown to the world.
Those green eyes of his were of a million hues,
and within those earthy hues was his soul.
His eyes were every hue of the forest,
they were the green that brought joy back to earth,
the beam of hope.
Yet, you felt a wave of emptiness flow within.
He was longing to belong,
to feel something,
to feel at home.
But as the new season comes to life,
so does his soul.
His eyes glistened with a glint,
that reflected the corners of his mouth,
which were fighting a smile.
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