Wednesday, December 12, 2012

I melt
As your silence
Moves through air,
Aswim, blissful movement
And a kiss beside the sea,

Like a bloom
Of spring-summer night,
Bursts forth, your heart,
Showers of petals and dewdrops,
A beautiful surrender,
Before the sunset
Shall wither
A gift so pure.

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