Friday, April 27, 2012

A quaint theme

On such a cloudy day
Filled with scent of rain
And red yellow violet blossoms on display
Feel like flying far away...

To a quaint secluded theme
Leafy balmy olive green...
To a country road with Denver blues
Mud n dust filling socks and shoes....
To a place of guitar with soft hum
As my fingers would hold her silent plectrum...
To a place where joys from rainbow would sing
Where my mystic maid would for me a ballad bring...

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