by elo69santa cruz, California, USA
Jul 2014 380 Views 5 comments
a cup in your hand
until the birds of Summer gather
to sing of their love for dawn
a tangled moon will sway
upon silvered leaves
breathing Venus's last breaths
like bright trumpet calls
fore the love of beauty is a dream
existing outside of time
yet filling moments with timeless
in the hourglass of a souls
perceptions
to sing of their love for dawn
a tangled moon will sway
upon silvered leaves
breathing Venus's last breaths
like bright trumpet calls
fore the love of beauty is a dream
existing outside of time
yet filling moments with timeless
in the hourglass of a souls
perceptions
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2014
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Comments (5)
Mick.
Beautiful.....Kathy