Tag: pluviophile

And I can see forth me,the curves on the lonely path,twisted like a serpent still,but I proceeded disregarding the aftermath. Wet in rain,dwindling at gloomiest of haze,although beautiful, yet suspicious,and so obscure, there’s nothing to gaze! Walled from left and right, all along the road’s arc,with trees and shrubs,That appear more black than green in…