Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Like an oath to God, like a Lisa,

Your last breath
Saved my soul

Like being saved
From all storms, hurricanes,

Like Lisa
As You came
Like a pledge to God,

This calmed cool moist songy golden morn...

As if You have there on my lips
Dropped your pledge
Your last breath,
And ...
me sings
Songs of Your Love
Your songs as practised by doves...

As if this life is all about finding You...
Your silence as beauty prominent held in morning dew...

Your last breath
On my lips
Saved my soul...

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