Thursday, March 17, 2011


Talking softly
in your dream
I make the silence bleed with every word
my hands heavy
holding your shadow
The meadow is green
i sit in the middle
my feet touch the ground
feeling the warmth of the earth
reviving my frozen heart
it's you the sun
it's you the life
my eyes are purple
in my fingers baby bees are singing
their sting so sweet
the pain divine
you drip in my heart like honey
i feel the pulse of the trees
the awakening
the song of the bluebird
i put flowers in my hair
to remember your lips
i smell the air
i lay upon the grass
my body 
waiting for you
to love me,
love me,
love me....
A woman in a white dressed sleeping among flowers. | Trigger Image

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