Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Like a Silhouette...

Like a Silhouette dear
Dame mine
How You flowed in
To my soul
As the evening
Nascent feel evaporating,
Softly dimmed the sky
Above...

Below
me sitting
leaning on Your shape...
On a mat
Felt Your arrive
Like a watery dive
To the undersea
As if a birth of a glee...

me
Tuned to
Your Silhouette
Live up to
The moist dew...
Collecting...
On soul...

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