Lame words

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What is scenery? 

Light from a hydrogen reaction.

Lunar cycles of the moon 
Indigenous plants and trees
Wind driven water
But as I breath it, words become lame
the sun casts golden shadows
Warming my face
The moon behind me is rising
The flora casts beautiful shadows 
I hear the music of waves on the shore.
A doe sees no danger from a serene man
Have I become one with this or 
has it become one with me?
Who cares? My soul is refreshed and I smile. 
No use for lame words. 

What is love?
Desire and lust
Self sacrifice and pity
An emotional function
Common interests
But as I breathe it, words become lame
My heart becomes warm
My countenance is lifted
Light is cast on this darkened soul
Chatter is replaced with a beautiful sound
As we bask in the serenity
Our hearts become closer
Have we chosen this
or has it engulfed us?
Who cares? We are refreshed and smile
No use for lame words.  

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