The Poet- Regular Size- Unisex Triblend Tee- Fantasy Lover, Poetry, Nature, Forest
AI Generated, Human Inspired
The Poet
"As she walked slowly, the morning sunrise lit path, golden hour, her internal thoughts focused on the words she would write. Taking in the visual surroundings, as she strolled, nonchalant, the florals, the morning dew in plenty on the blades of the grass. The path being narrow, and of dirt and rock. Her feet, covered in protection by the beautiful foot coverings her cobbler father had created. In her youth, although her soul old, her thoughts overcome her attention to the time at hand. She found herself in the shade, the light having dissipated mostly, yet still existent. The surroundings were now dense with the forest trees. She had not been aware, but her thoughts led to many words from the extent of her imagination along the way.
She sat, in the clearing where her path ended. She began to speak the words after a long while of draft in her book. The words were fluent, a calling for love. The light may have been low, and soft, but the quality that surrounded her was of utmost beauty.
To the edge of the light and the dark, in the shadow between, the creatures who dwelled, inhabiting the dark, lost, and avoiding the light, were drawn. So long had they ever heard words to be much like a breath of fresh air. Their souls dry, and deficient of any thought of love. Their appearance decrepit as though potentially evil, or dangerous.
They sat, and soaked the energy from the youthful voice, and the meaning of the words spoken, fluently, a yearning for what they had determined, in their life’s experience, could not be. A true love.
They sat in awe, and admiration. Their hearts having been affected. The very material of their bodies’ organic cells began to alter. Uncertain of what was happening, they moved slowly backward, and returned to the dark, from the shadow.
It was said that she come in a time of great need…. She was the first to wander, and find herself astray within the forest."
EU representative: HONSON VENTURES LIMITED, gpsr@honsonventures.com, 3, Gnaftis House flat 102, Limassol, Mesa Geitonia, 4003, CY
Product information: Bella+Canvas 3413, 2 year warranty in EU and Northern Ireland as per Directive 1999/44/EC
Warnings, Hazard: For adults, Made in Guatemala
Care instructions: Machine wash: warm (max 40C or 105F), gentle cycle, Do not bleach, Tumble dry: low heat, Iron, steam or dry: medium heat, Do not dryclean
AI Generated, Human Inspired
The Poet
"As she walked slowly, the morning sunrise lit path, golden hour, her internal thoughts focused on the words she would write. Taking in the visual surroundings, as she strolled, nonchalant, the florals, the morning dew in plenty on the blades of the grass. The path being narrow, and of dirt and rock. Her feet, covered in protection by the beautiful foot coverings her cobbler father had created. In her youth, although her soul old, her thoughts overcome her attention to the time at hand. She found herself in the shade, the light having dissipated mostly, yet still existent. The surroundings were now dense with the forest trees. She had not been aware, but her thoughts led to many words from the extent of her imagination along the way.
She sat, in the clearing where her path ended. She began to speak the words after a long while of draft in her book. The words were fluent, a calling for love. The light may have been low, and soft, but the quality that surrounded her was of utmost beauty.
To the edge of the light and the dark, in the shadow between, the creatures who dwelled, inhabiting the dark, lost, and avoiding the light, were drawn. So long had they ever heard words to be much like a breath of fresh air. Their souls dry, and deficient of any thought of love. Their appearance decrepit as though potentially evil, or dangerous.
They sat, and soaked the energy from the youthful voice, and the meaning of the words spoken, fluently, a yearning for what they had determined, in their life’s experience, could not be. A true love.
They sat in awe, and admiration. Their hearts having been affected. The very material of their bodies’ organic cells began to alter. Uncertain of what was happening, they moved slowly backward, and returned to the dark, from the shadow.
It was said that she come in a time of great need…. She was the first to wander, and find herself astray within the forest."
EU representative: HONSON VENTURES LIMITED, gpsr@honsonventures.com, 3, Gnaftis House flat 102, Limassol, Mesa Geitonia, 4003, CY
Product information: Bella+Canvas 3413, 2 year warranty in EU and Northern Ireland as per Directive 1999/44/EC
Warnings, Hazard: For adults, Made in Guatemala
Care instructions: Machine wash: warm (max 40C or 105F), gentle cycle, Do not bleach, Tumble dry: low heat, Iron, steam or dry: medium heat, Do not dryclean

