Monday, August 26, 2013

Seen you in the evening, like a soul, like a dream, a destiny,

Seen you
This evening,
Like a song,
Like a dream,
Like a destiny,

As written in guitar,
In teaplantation scene,
As a world
Of happiness
Of Your supreme Bless,

O how you me give Your escape,
O how you hold me high,
And see,
Can you not?
How by Your winged charms
me flies,
Like dying a dye,
Like a happy happy sigh,
Like a tune,
Calling knocking me,
Asking me
To be
More of an Ode,
A dedication
A tribute,

And
A tributary,
Of Your bloody mary...

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