Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Float like you do, soft flower of mine,

fall into these hungry arms

like the colours of the Spring into my mind

My sweet elixir, my breathing poem

…how I gaze, swimming in those eyes of chartreusse

unbeknownst

Sheltered by the shade, let’s carve our names into a tree, entwine

You’re already etched deep into my heart

…soft flower of mine

There’s nothing but warmth and peace inside

so melt like the colours of the Spring

…into my mind

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