{forged in flames}
this is where the story begins,
where the mountains kiss the sky,
and creatures of folklore dance beneath the moonlight,
forged in flames,
they behave as if they are enough,
just walking around and enjoying themselves.
they were made of peace,
and only sought to find more peace.
lived, loved, and left to wither,
where the ocean bleeds into the sunset,
only to begin again,
with the birth of the sunrise.
–e.l. jayne
Poems & Prose 
I have always loved your poetry! It is so evocative.
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The ocean bleeds into the sunset! Love that!
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Bellissimo!!🌻🌏
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I don’t really have any intelligent or witty things to comment here because the way you’ve weaved the words together already says it all. ✨
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