Sunday, 23 February 2014

Life

And you were a poppy

Seeded in our underwater

Orchestras’ dream.        

Each bow of breath you

Feel from this passageway

Sets apart our moment in time;

Our moment of timeless.

Stapled my beliefs to your

Lowered down walls,

I was abused in happiness and

Seduced by our perfection.

Vast of our bloom you were

Drowning we were

Creating.

heat beats

heartbeats in my palms  with tiger sky skin and tanned eyes with red clouds.  heaven sent another angel and Zen breathed again.  love slathe...