Thursday, August 8, 2013

Like Souffle`...

This afternoon sky
Is like a souffle`
A soft beaten creamy light
And me
As if
Finds
Your rhythm french there,
Like a souffle`
A flowing creamy soft beaten mind
As me travels by
Those trees hanging leaves...
Swinging motioned
Rainy shine on streets lotioned
Drizzling songs as they generate...
Palm of a tree wavy...as cream of poesy emanates..
And siesta gripping builds ...

AND
me,
Cooled ,
Felt ,
Deep into your eyes...
Finding dreams
So happy
Like a sudden flash of a smile...
Like a cloud taking a brief rest ...
Before showering evaporative best
On you
By a brick wall...
As if there your love you find...
Like a souffle`
Softy dreamy
French ...

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