sobota, marec 18, 2006

honeyed

water colour he thoughtfully
rains upon me
makes me shimmer as
a glowworm skyscraper
at night
the way I want to
break through
his essence
inspires me to draw
mind sketches
constantly
we play this
multi-edged game
boisterously
tenacious music is widening
daily horizons
when my lips taste his honey
a tree will grow
in a desert
the air will freshen up
and the cycle of lush stature
will gain tender shape

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