Gunvy[Roleplayer]
Evergreen, Arc, Cycle
Great winds make the leaves dance, Under golden sun, creatures prance, Nature's breath, a slow romance, Verdant plain in golden trance.
Yonder, beauty never unseen, Yet silver moon fades the sheen.
Veiling now the warmest light, Night's shadow, silver in sight. Unfading glow, a quiet might, Great winds return, with gentle might.
omg u write poems?!!!
@willwang22Will i used to
I see what you did there...
@santylolcatSanty yes its a gunvy joke while being pretty serious. theres a lot more to that poem too