Tuesday, August 23, 2016

For that bud, encumbered in sleep

For that bud, encumbered in sleep,

In petals wrapped
Encumbered lies the dream
Of the bud , sleeping
Whilst wet westerly breeze
Upon its feathery shape
Caressed soft,

The rain knows how to make the bud turn an object of beauty,
The drizzle knows how to sketch
Lyrics upon lips.

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