Humid
Dry
Motionless
Clouds hanging low
No sounds for miles around
Unspoken melody
Breathing through the trees
Rhythm ricocheting off the seas
Blue Jays taking flight
to an unknown destination
Scent of cinnamon in the air
Carefree attitude
Just a reflection of the mirror's glare
Welcoming the innocent stare
Blinded by the lights
Seduced by the sight
Forever lost by the....
"Still of The Night."
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Wow, this is beautifully descriptive! You really created vivid imagery with this piece. I absolutely love the backdrop and the music. It all flowed together PERFECTLY!~MuchLove~