The Ash
Longer fresh with the searing burn of fire's youth i am light carried tenderly upon the restless breeze away, away from my once home all i knew i'll settle atop the frigid beauty of the grounded grass quietly, quietly enveloped beneath the morning dew
Gaki (poem)
Still waiting for a taste of something true in the maiden grass, chasing the fireflies, thinking back on the last time you heard me drink dew like a hungry ghost in the night.
Moon Flowers
As dew drops glisten over lily stems slender paws snip and prune under moonlight. her gaze is rapt; eyes like glittering gems but not for me; perhaps the cruelest bite.
We Used to be Wild
We dove into dew. flesh blooms. flank heaving. breath shatters. warmth, startled, flees. feathers and falling ash. they caged me just to save me. i pace in front of my window, daylight dies between the bars.
Autumn Fire
The morning dew sparkling brightly, like the sparks of neurons keeping my heart flowing. yellow and red like miniature fire, like the wings of a bird soaring up high. what i wouldn't give to be with you, there isn't much that isn't on that list.
Stillness
The morning dew submits to wint'ry will. the world is bathed in white, and birds no more take flight. thaw away your fears, welcome to the wasted years, and no more the ground may till.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 72
They swayed with the breeze and the sun shone off every single drop of dew, creating ripples of sparkling silver across a golden ocean. "james?"
A Fateful Meeting
He smiled warmly at her and went to grab some mountain dew out of the fridge. he sat down next to her and handed her one of the cans. "here, do you like mountain dew?"
Dewby's Purchase
dew said quietly. he led the mouse to the back room. it had several pits lined with pillows, what a commoner might think of as a harem room. as the bunny closed the door he turned to inspect his prize.
A Vorish Dick Measuring Contest
The dew from his grassy pubes dripped down onto his shaft, his body absorbing all the nutrients from his prey and the sun. albeit the latter provided more in terms of sustenance.
Before Commute (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the skunk's rattlebox of a car then blazed to life with ambitious certainty, all four cylinders roaring to the morning dew that this day wasn't going to get any worse. at least, not for several minutes more.
A Dangerous Love
* * * flying over the treetops, mandrathas had to struggle to keep himself from drooling over the dew he was seeing on the leaves.