Saturday, July 6, 2013

A heaven closer, up, here!

Seeing the brush strokes
Up there against the blue mild
Like a struck by wonder,
A birth of a child,
and feeling the smell of green
So heavenly...
Before the gold arrived with bright,
he felt the cool entering in,
Seeping through skin
As if bliss...
As if the best thing happening...

And
Those skyscrapers
Designed by the supreme mind
Of a man who had seen
It all...
One morn,
They surely bore witness to this birth
This serene calm...

Like a skyscraper song,
Up...
But here too!

Demi Lovato kind
Of a morn
Got perfected in front of eyes...

Comme un gratte ciel...

he certainly got that feel...
A heaven...
Up
And
Here...

Painted,
Flavoured,
Colored,
Sung,
Smelt,
Tasted,
Heard,

And

Felt
The Most...

Up
And
Here...

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